Let me introduce you to Crazy Aidy, my friendly, but odd, neighbour. Something weird is always happening to Adrian. This time, Aidy’s wife was upset about another woman.
Me: Hi Karen. How are you?
Karen: Not good, I’m afraid.
Me: What’s wrong?
Karen: I think Adrian’s been seeing another woman. He’s been acting strangely and keeping secrets from me for a while, but, when I ask him about it, he says there’s nothing wrong. Then, yesterday, I walked past a woman I didn’t recognise on the stairs who was wearing a strong perfume, and, when I got inside the flat, the whole place smelled of the same perfume. I asked him if she had been to visit and he said yes, but wouldn’t say why.
Me: So you think that he’s been cheating on you?
Karen: What else am I supposed to believe? He won’t talk to me about it. I feel so betrayed. I can’t believe he’d do that, after all these years. I’m going to get a divorce. I’m sorry, I don’t really want to talk about it.
Me: I understand. I’ll talk to you later. Bye.
… Later that day …
Me: Hi Adrian.
Adrian: Ah! You’ve got some legal training haven’t you?
Me: I don’t know if I can give you much help, I didn’t study divorce law.
Adrian: Divorce law? Why would I need help with divorce law?
Me: I spoke to your wife, and she was talking about divorce.
Adrian: Oh! I can’t think why. Well, that’s not why I’m here.
Me: Then how can I help?
Adrian: I accidentally sold my house.
Me: How can you accidentally sell a house?
Adrian: I sold the shop attached to the house not long ago, but accidentally sold the house along with it. I had a lawyer look into it for me, but she came to the house yesterday and said there’s nothing she can do, and we have to leave the house tomorrow. I wondered if you’d have a look at the contract for me.
Me: If your lawyer can’t help you I don’t think I will be able to.
Adrian: Oh that’s a pity. I don’t know how I’m going to explain this to Karen.
Me: You haven’t told her?
Adrian: Not yet, I didn’t think it was very important.
Me: I imagine Karen will think it is important.
Adrian: You think so? Yes, that could make things awkward. Oh well, I’ve got to go, I need to pack up all our belongings into boxes. You don’t happen to have any boxes I could use do you?
Me: No, I’m sorry, I don’t.
Adrian: Never mind, I’ll get them from somewhere. Bye.
… Later that day …
Me: Hi Karen, you’ve got a lot of boxes there. Here, let me help you with them. Where did Adrian find all these boxes?
Karen: Adrian? No, Adrian didn’t find them! I got the boxes from the local newsagents. I got them to pack my belongings into. I’m not staying with him if he’s having an affair. I’m going to move out.
Me: I spoke to Adrian earlier, he’s not having an affair. He said he is going to explain everything to you tonight.
Karen: You’re sure? Well that’s a relief, I didn’t want to move out. Well, I suppose I won’t be needing all these boxes then. I’ll have to throw them away.
Me: Actually I wouldn’t throw them away just yet. Adrian mentioned that he might need some boxes tonight.
Karen: Really? I wonder what on earth he needs boxes for.