Allan Connolly’s life was going according to plan. He and his wife Dawn had a lovely home in a wealthy Perth suburb. They were handling huge contracts for a distribution company. Mr Connolly was able to work from home to devote attention to their girls, then aged eight and 10.
“You know when you do a vision board?” he said. “I was living at the top of the cul-de-sac.”
But what happened next he never saw coming.