A sad fact of life is that we often have great difficulty in fully understanding those who are closest to us.
Broken relationships provide the raw material for at least one pontificating television psychologist to comfortably fill some bank accounts, as well as being an enormous financial burden upon Governments.
The illusion of the Prince or Princess Charming, once fully powdered, preened and perfumed during days of courtship, is shattered by the farting, burping, odiferous slovenly slob sharing your life after completion of the nuptials or hastily conceived cohabitation. (Ed; Mrs GOF is a very tolerant woman)
I am addressing this subject partly because the 50-ish husband of a friend of Mr and Mrs GOF's, has, after 20 years of marriage and 2 children, decided that he is now a woman, and taken off permanently to Sydney with all the cash to have a sex change operation.
Our friend is utterly shattered. She did not see it coming.
Sharon Stone once famously said; "Women might be able to fake orgasms, but men can fake whole relationships".
Sadly it is somewhat too late in life for me to conduct much practical research on her first assertion, but I would however like to take her to task for suggesting that the "fake relationships" behaviour is gender specific.
There is ample evidence available about men who have also unsuspectingly been led down the garden path by unscrupulous women.
Our world is filled with misrepresentation.
Politicians decorate themselves with an inordinate array of fictitious credibility, and empty promises of riches for us all, so they may achieve election to office.
Then revert to childish and loutish behaviour during parliamentary debate, and consume more than their fair share from our public purse for their own comfort and self aggrandisement.
Ordinary flawed men disguised and adorned with extravagant glittering robes, jewellery and accoutrements of office, preach divisive messages of religion with an arrogant certainty that they, and their marque alone, have God's total blessing.
And how well do we ever really know our own selves, beyond the veneer, and the daily masquerade we perform for the world, changing personality costumes as we variously interact with children, bosses, partners and strangers.
Certainly in my own life I have done many things which I would, in my brief moments of sanity, have considered totally inexplicable and "out of character".
What talents and gifts remain embryonic and undiscovered within us during lifetimes preoccupied with trivia and the mundane?
How much evil, and destructive behaviour are we each really capable of if given sufficient intellectual, spiritual and physical malnourishment?
When we are ultimately tested will we display cowardice or bravery and heroism?
For most of us, we will never know the answers.
And for me, I think that might just be for the best.