Admit it, all men are bastards
Liz Jones: The Courier Mail | November 29, 2008
MY HUSBAND was having one of his interminable showers when I discovered he was having an affair. It was Christmas Eve and his mobile phone was on the kitchen table. Tired of waiting for him, I picked it up.
He had not long before sent a message. I read it. “Dear Daphne. It was so wonderful to see you yesterday. I think your toes are as cute as the rest of you. I will get to (you) as soon as I can. Nx”