Tony Ryan is trapped. Trapped in a job he hates in a faceless office somewhere in the City of London. Trapped in a marriage to which he never remembers actually agreeing. And trapped in a world from which he desperately wants to escape but can’t quite manage.
Walking AchillesToday I am going to leave my wife. Well, maybe not actually today as in walking out the door this very day but this is the day I finally decided I was going to leave. I came to this conclusion whilst I was out walking the dog through the woods, which is where I do all my best thinking. Ah, the dog, when did he arrive? I don’t ever remember the act of ‘Getting a dog’, which I’m sure I should.
Zen Gardens & Gingerbread
I’m going to leave my wife. It won’t happen today though as we have the great dog drama to deal with. Achilles is alright, slight concussion the vet says, nothing to worry about. Still enough to warrant Sam’s mother moving in for moral support however. Sam sent me down to Waitrose for some salmon fillets and gingerbread biscuits. The salmon is for Achilles and the gingerbread for Sam’s mother. At least, I think it’s that way round. To be honest I think Sam just keeps sending me on errands to keep me out of the house whilst her mother’s there.