"On our 20th wedding anniversary my husband had invited me to an elegant dinner. We sat in the casino-restaurant by candlelight and had already ordered our meal. I had asked for filets of milk-fed lamb, he a wiener schnitzel. He raised his glass and instead of saying: "To our future happiness" he looked at me intently and said: "I'm taking this opportunity today to tell you that I'm planning to leave you. And so I'd like to drink with you to the years still lying ahead of us, and which we'll be spending apart." I felt that this could only be one of his bad jokes, and gave a somewhat forced...