This is a story about my dad called lost wife, found wife. One day a knock on the door led my first wife, Lisa, and I to make an unexpected discovery. There standing was my mother and father, side by side on our doorstep. I didn't see my parents very often in those days, and I certainly rarely saw them out other they had divorced when I was a teenager because my mother left my dad and came out as a lesbian. Can we have a drink?