Mrs Down and Out has disappeared. So it is curtains for the old love life. Again
It would seem that I am once again single. There hasn’t been any official declaration and there is a faint possibility that this is nothing more than a breakdown of communication, but I am not entirely daft and it really looks as though it is curtains for the old love life. Again. And as the lady in question reads, or at least used to read, this column, if I have got the wrong end of the stick, then by the time she’s got to the end of this week’s page, the relationship will be over anyway. It’s like a quantum physics problem, along the lines of Schrödinger’s cat, only without a...