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I was talking to my Aunt on Tuesday.  As I’ve mentioned on here before, we lost my lovely Uncle last year, and she is at the beginning of the long hard path of learning to live a life without him.  She was saying that she’d seen an illustration about grief, which showed grief as a […]

Honourable

E believes he is an honourable man. Don’t laugh. He really does. In the meantime, the rest of us are still struggling to reconcile the person we thought E was, with the person that the evidence is beginning to prove he actually is. There was the E I thought I was with for 25 years. […]

Bad Romance

From the abduction of Helen of Troy to the betrayal of Dr Foster, the tales told by our culture – in our literature, television, theatre and film industries – have thrived on affairs since the day we started telling each other stories about ourselves. Of course, not all of these stories suggest that affairs are […]

The Secret Diary of E, aged 37 3/4 (according to J). The Early Years: Part Two

It’s been a while since we heard from E. Let’s go back to 2008 and see what he’s up to… January 2008 Meetings where I was v important: 20 (v v v good) Students who fancy me – lost count (am Love God after all) 3rd Back to work. Back to K.  Have missed being […]

Weekend

Yesterday I went to my best friend of nearly 35 years parents’ house for a ‘goodbye’ do (she’s moving to the depths of beautiful Cornwall in a few weeks).  We met in our first year of upper school in 1983, and we have been friends ever since.  I felt quite tearful when I went to the […]

Fair

A couple of days ago, a friend at work asked me if I was writing this blog for E to read.  My answer was a rather surprised ‘no’. There were a few reasons I started writing this blog.  The first was to explore what had happened to me, to pull at strands of the tangled […]

The Secret Diary of E, aged 37 3/4* *(according to J). The Early Years: Part One

Over the last year or so loads of people have asked me what on earth was going on in E’s head.  I usually shrug, shake my head and say something along the lines of ‘unfathomable’.  But maybe, just maybe, I can guess.  Below is the first in a series of light-hearted attempts to look at […]