Synopsis/Details
In many ways Josie Morgan is like a lot of other middle aged women. She’s a bit over weight, she needs to address her alcohol consumption and she lives with a man that over the years has begun to get right on her tits. Adam’s not a bad guy, but Josie has reached a point in her life where she needs her man to be strong and supportive, not one that farts in her face and finds it funny. She’s hanging on for dear life watching the final bits of her youth disappear as she’s pulled kicking and silently screaming towards old age. What does make her different however, is one afternoon, while calmly putting away the shopping, she stabs her husband 25 times in the back like a complete maniac. Her reaction was a little over the top she’ll admit, but she had warned him she wasn’t in the mood for his childish jokes. Adam, of course hadn’t listened and couldn’t resist touching her last nerve. Frustratingly for Josie, even after his death she can’t get away from him or his annoying habits. With his body lying in a pool of blood on the kitchen floor and his ghost sat at the kitchen table suitably unimpressed, there’s only one thing she can do. She picks up the phone and invites her best friend Stacey round for a glass of wine.
