A lesser authority than Brahma's would have issued a health-warning. Over billiards and beer a friend is explaining why he is leaving his wife and two children. He's playing with unusual speed and precision. And the girl is twenty-three,' he explains. I feel I was never really in love with my wife,' he says.
Eroticism paints out the past.
How those first encounters are told and re-told, cherished and savoured over and over again. How solid and irreplaceable they begin to seem. I did this, you said that. Beneath all the structure of domestic economy, in-laws, even children, it is on this bedrock that marriage rests. And is setting up the table again.