I’m not sure what to do, really. This has landed badly, really badly, and I don’t want to turn and flounce out of the house, but I also don’t want to stay here and be a punching bag while Winky works through his anger. I have the upper hand here. I came here knowing the facts, and he’s been blindsided, therefore it’s right that I should hold space for him and not resort to insult-slinging.
