‘I still think nothing’s broken. Take some paracetamol. What did you do?’ ‘Walked into a tree.’ ‘You’d be surprised how many of my patients walk into trees.’ ‘I’m not in the slightest bit surprised. Hampstead’s full of trees.’ ‘This isn’t Hampstead.’ ‘And we’re all preoccupied these days. We don’t have the mental space to notice where we’re going.’ ‘What’s preoccupying you?’ ‘Everything. Life. Loss. Happiness.’ ‘Do you want to see someone about it?’ ‘I’m seeing you.’ ‘Happiness isn’t my field. You depressed?’
