Therapy

My mates are a crafty bunch. We meet for pints and pasties. They discuss pornography which doesn't interest me and I end up paying the bill.

Thursday – my therapy session. "Why don't we try a spot of hypnotherapy?" suggests my therapist.

"You'll be wasting your time," I warn.

But who am I to demur?

There is not the slightest chance it will work but she is a lovely girl (Irish!) and I hate to disappoint.