My pen was hovering over a cheque for a wedding dress when the doubts at the back of my mind exploded.
I’d been going along with it until then, not thinking about what I was doing. Weddings sweep you up in a whirlwind of triviality.
One minute you are a rational being, the next minute you can think only of colour schemes, corsages and table arrangements.
Things you would never imagine would preoccupy you suddenly consume your every waking hour.