Dear Holly,My job requires me to work away a lot of the time, which means my wife often has to spend evenings and weekends alone, and this makes me feel terribly guilty. Thankfully, she has struck up a friendship with the gentleman next door. Ted is a kindly soul, being selfless enough to allow my wife to cook his dinner of an evening and keep her company with a glass of wine. He’s even been good enough to share our marital bed at night, because she says would have terrible nightmares otherwise. I thought everything was going just fine, but having just arrived home I’ve discovered Ted’s car in the drive and my key won’t work in the lock. When I looked in the window, I could see Ted’s slippers by the fire, and he appears to feature quite heavily in a set of family portraits on the wall. Obviously there’s an innocent explanation to all this, but as they won’t answer the door to me I remain slightly perplexed. Can you offer any advice?Larry,Chiswick

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