Mark Taylor, 58, from Surrey
Resting my head on the steering wheel, I heard a knock on my car window.
‘What are you doing here, Mark?’ the postman Gary, asked, looking confused.
‘Things haven’t been too good lately,’ I confessed.
‘I want you to go home to Annette and talk to her,’ Gary said.
And in that moment, at the start of 2021, I knew he was right.
Having started a new sales job, not only did I have to manage the