Much like you, I've got a lot to complain about, like open toe sandals.

Who thought that was a good idea? Who wants to look at toes? Adults who drink, squash.

Listen, you're a fully grown person. But I just got my Sky TV and Broadband and I've got no complaints.

Sky is the lowest number of complaints made to off-com for pay TV and fix line broadband.

To find out more, visit offcom.org.uk.

We're happy because you're happy.

Oh, Angon though, noise eaters, they're annoying.

Sky, believe in better.

I've been a private investigator for 11 years now. And in that time, I've worked some absolute

doosies. Most of my work involves cheating spouses and although that brings in a lion's

share of the cash, it can get very depressing.

One woman hired me three times and each time her husband was having an affair with the

same woman after swearing that he'd stop. The fourth time she tried to hire me, I refused.

Told her to stop doing that to herself and to move on with her life.

But ever so often, I get a case that actually makes me feel like I'm part of the force again

for all the good and bad that comes with it.

And this one I'm about to tell you involves the apparent taking of one's life of a promising

young man whose parents just couldn't accept the version of the truth they've been given.

As the story went, this kid had everything going for him. He was looking at attending

an Ivy League school. He played all state lacrosse. He was an experienced rock climber.

He had a bunch of loyal friends and he had a girlfriend who, by all accounts, loved

dearly. But one night, he and this girlfriend had a vicious argument at a party. The friends

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