We were listening to the splendid Capital Radio this morning, with Johnny Vaughn and Lisa Snowdon. The subject was lame claims to fame, and they included a woman who’d sold a sofa to Daniel Beddingfield and someone who’d once dressed up as Bumble in Rainbow. Excellent!
Of course, it got me thinking of my own lame [...]
31. January 2010
I’m not sure what to make of the news that Debenhams is setting up divorce lists, as a trendy alternative to wedding lists. I imagine the idea is that the newly separated can get friends to chip in and buy them a replacement for the toaster abandoned when they scarpered from the marital home.
I suppose [...]
12. October 2009
In a pathetic and blindingly obvious attempt to cheer myself up in the midst of ghastly domestic anguish which, these days, I am too noble to blog about directly, I bring you my Divorce Top Ten. It’s a list of all the terrific advantages of life as an EWAG, or ex-wife and girlfriend. For any [...]
Continue reading...20. August 2009
Yippee, the girls will be back tomorrow!
Not quite such yippee, they are bringing exactly 42kg of dirty washing with them.
Though a smidgeon of clothes washing was achieved at their first holiday stop, all that good work, brought about by constant drilling from me that they might mention to Mr X the concept of the washing [...]
29. July 2009
According to the Sunday Times, getting divorced these days is something to celebrate. Women everywhere, apparently, are organising ‘anti-hen’ parties, icing Divorced At Last on large white cakes, watching their wedding videos in reverse and whooping with joy when the groom removes the wedding ring and the pair separate, driving off into their individual, lonely [...]
Continue reading...8. August 2008
I was going to write a long post about the pain of missing my children. They’re off on holiday with Mr X, and I’m certain they’re going to have a lovely time. But it’s a lovely time without me. Very hard. The trouble is, like labour pangs, it’s either the sort of pain you already [...]
Continue reading...7. July 2008
There are one or two advantages of being The Only Divorcee in the Village. Well, actually, I can’t think of two, but there is one – I am in great demand as a last minute dinner party stunt guest. Everyone knows that, since my husband got custody of our social life, I am available before [...]
Continue reading...17. June 2008
When you find yourself on the floor after a good kicking, you have a choice. Get up, get on and get even – or lie there and moan piteously.
I must admit my natural inclination is to lie still and not even bother with the moaning, though I might work up to the odd faint whimper [...]
2. June 2008
There is only one way to get over the duvet debacle, and that’s to change my entire life and everything in it. Apart, of course, from my darling children, my house, my cat, my friends and the car that I have become quite attatched to (both because I can’t turn the seat-warmer facility off and [...]
Continue reading...30. May 2008
Once upon a time, four child-free days would have been a dream come true. Nowadays I dread sending my little dears off – it happens much too often and gives me much, much too much time to think. A friend in a similar leaky boat told me the secret is to keep busy, so I [...]
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2. February 2010
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