It was like the plot of a farce.

My new friend and I bonded on a tropical beach while watching the enormous sun double dip into the sea beneath the far horizon. Then we went back to her room.

She didn’t know that her weedy husband had planned to surprise her at the hotel that night, so the knock on the door was unexpected. As it turned out, this was not her husband after all, but a member of hotel staff.

Not long afterwards another man came to the door. This time it was my old boss JK. He was clearly a little perturbed to find me in this woman’s bedroom, but hid his concern as best he could.

Finally the husband arrived. By this time his wife was in the shower and I was sitting on the bed, chatting with JK.

Everyone was terribly confused, and the husband somewhat annoyed to find his wife taking a shower in a hotel bedroom with a ‘couple of strangers’.