
Dear Vix,
I had a reunion with my old friend Neil*, recently – I hadn’t seen him for ages, so was really looking forward to it. And at first it was great: we caught up on our kids, our partners, and what we’ve been up to – he’s just joined a cycling club, I’ve recently got into CrossFit; plus we both love the cinema. In fact, we first met at university at a geeky film club. So, it was all going well, and we had loads to talk about, until something happened: he took the piss out of my career.