Well, here's a thing, I start the new year/decade (whatever) a separated woman. It's all been too much, I was sick of him wandering off, so I left Seb with my mum and followed him. He travelled to Old Street and disappeared into a seedy club which I had to pay a tenner to get past the doormen. I think you can guess that it was a strip club and the pair of kickers I was wearing didn't really suit the occasion, but there you go. I saw him in the corner, surrounded by scantily clad women and was so disgusted that I threw a drink all over him and stormed out. To add insult to injury (literally) I suggested to the bouncer that he'd insinuated that he was a little too fond of dogs and left them to 'sort it out'.
The next day I cleared all of his stuff out, hired a taxi and had it sent around to his Mothers. He hasn't reappeared and assuming he's still alive, I'm guessing he's holed up there.
Goodbye and good riddance. I've also listed his golf clubs on eBay - sweet revenge!
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