You should probably read these opening paragraphs while hiding behind the sofa because disturbing images might be involved. You’ll risk it anyway? Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you.
We have a full-length mirror in our spare bedroom, and the other day I went in search of some pillowcases. Instead of pillowcases, I found Mr Dear, standing in front of the mirror and stripped to the waist.
That, by the way, was the disturbing image.
‘Tell me honestly, love,’ he said. ‘Do you think I’m getting