The second honeymoon period is most definitely over. One day spent with Lorna and I’m back to my old irritable glass-half-empty self. ‘Don’t be ridiculous,’ he says. ‘You love your job.’‘I used to.’‘Where else are you going to find something as flexible? Where they’ll let you take a day off just because it’s one of the kids’ sports days and not count it as part of your holiday allowance? Where they’ll buy you champagne on your birthday and get you free tickets to the theatre?’ ‘I know, I know,’ I say, and when I’m being rational I do know that I’m on to a good thing but I’m just not sure it’s possible that it can feel like that ever again. ‘I mean, it’s up to you,’ Dan says, ever reasonable. ‘I’m just saying.’‘Can’t you have a word with Alex?’ I know I’m talking rubbish but I feel like I’m in a bad film. Why is this happening to me? ‘And say what? Could you dump your girlfriend because she’s ruining Rebecca’s life?’Despite my misery I laugh.
