I Will Ruin EverythingI can feel it brewing up.
I've been too sensible for too long.
Something has to give soon.
But I have too much to lose, so I mustn't.
I have a loving, careing, devoted wife. A great house, with a great garden. A fabulous car. A wonderful job, with great colleagues and a brilliant boss.
But I can feel it coming.
One way or other I could ruin the lot.
I'm pushing my luck further than ever before.
Why oh why can't I just be happy. Or at least settle for content?