Forget the healing process. Never mind the search for the inner child. Julia Potter goes straight into sexual rediscovery upon hearing her husband's confession. He's been to bed with the local single mother (middle name: Available) and left a Post-it note by way of apology. Plus the usual, "It's hard being a man . . ."
But it's not a case of Mrs Unwanted Wife of Abandonedville for Julia. Restyled, revamped and re-acquainted with hair gel, her mission statement is "Up". Humanity, reality, sexuality, career development, Pringles - she's set to take them all in her new stride. So it's unfortunate that she seems to have turned the art of not reading other people's signals into a prize-winning installation, which includes picking a hunk whose more attuned to eco warriors than warrior princesses.
Next she relaunches her photographic career and, narrowly avoiding style-police like the Feng Shui Seven, finds her own personal escape pod at last. Graduating from an in-store stint snapping the under-fives at Cardiff's Planet Kid, she's soon making a name for herself in between steamy moments on a hard and happening tour with Kite, the latest mega band. End of marital crisis?
