Would you A PET PRENUP

My soon-to-be-ex-husband Simon and I have agreed to meet, for a handover in a park equidistant from our  homes. ‘Our youngest has been challenging recently,’ he says, ‘And I can see he’s certainly playing up now, not listening and running off as we’re talking. I worry this divorce is affecting our boys more than we realise.’

‘We have a deal. We share’

There’s an update on sleeping patterns and discussion of who should  book and pay for their post-lockdown haircuts. I grunt at Si’s rambling instructions on the application of ear drops, and feel my best behaviour slip when he mentions that, yet again, a favourite ‘can’t-be-without’ toy octopus has been left behind at what I call their ‘beach house’ in Kent.

So, as we part ways and I take them to the car for the drive back to east