How I Lost My Wife to Tai Chi

“It’s really disgusting, just like you’d imagine a prison cell to be: the walls are filthy and grey, the tiny barred window is filthy and grey... Even my future roommate, flaked out on his mattress, is filthy and grey.” Because his wife disappeared, and they found a pool of blood and his fingerprints on a sword, our (anti)hero is in prison. Connecting with his Belgian cellmate Coloc, he tells us his story – of a loving couple who got married, had kids and spent summers in holiday villages, and then of a woman whose obsession with tai chi overtook everything – leading to the inevitable separation. A story of love and heartbreak, written in a pacey, funny, modern style.