This morning after I dropped the kids off, I met up with Marion for a quick coffee before I braved the crowds. I was hoping that it would be quite and I would get a place to park, but obviously as everyone had the same thought I spent 20 minutes fighting to find a parking space. No sooner had I spotted one than some great 4x4 swooped in to the space I had earmarked for myself. Luckily I escaped unscathed, but I saw a couple of arguements happening and was rather pleased with myself that I didn't have to fight with anyone.
Anyway, I met with Marion at Starbucks, and all I can say is that she was red-eyed and puffy faced. I have a feeling that she had been crying all weekend. She told me that she had gone to the office after she left us last week and ransacked the office. She found, stashed away in the filing cabinet, his credit card statement, and information that she needed to confirm what she wanted to know. She didn't go into too much detail, except to say that she smashed his computer and threw the rubbish on the floor..but cleaned it all up after her crying jag, so that the cleaners didn't have to do it or see the mess!!
She told me that "He" had arrived home on Friday and had phoned from the airport for her to collect him. She now knew about the "russian", and had spent the whole weekend rowing. "He" wasn't going to leave her, but wanted to spend time with the "russian" as they had a....wait for it....a connection!! WTF!! Two children with the same man, I think may be connection enough!! Marion has been married for 20 years, and feels that she doesn't want to throw the marriage down the tube just for a fling!! What can I say? All I could do was give her a hug and send her on her way!
From what Jude told me "He", met her in a club on the golfing holdiday last year. She's in her 30's and worked in the club. We've decided that she will now be renamed as "The russian lap-dancer", if only to make us feel better. "He" is really no oil painting, massively over-weight, at least 20 years older, and like's to flash the cash! I would imagine that the "russian lap-dancer" thinks she's on to a good thing...if only she knew!
BH is still not going on any golfing holidays!!
Anyway, I met with Marion at Starbucks, and all I can say is that she was red-eyed and puffy faced. I have a feeling that she had been crying all weekend. She told me that she had gone to the office after she left us last week and ransacked the office. She found, stashed away in the filing cabinet, his credit card statement, and information that she needed to confirm what she wanted to know. She didn't go into too much detail, except to say that she smashed his computer and threw the rubbish on the floor..but cleaned it all up after her crying jag, so that the cleaners didn't have to do it or see the mess!!
She told me that "He" had arrived home on Friday and had phoned from the airport for her to collect him. She now knew about the "russian", and had spent the whole weekend rowing. "He" wasn't going to leave her, but wanted to spend time with the "russian" as they had a....wait for it....a connection!! WTF!! Two children with the same man, I think may be connection enough!! Marion has been married for 20 years, and feels that she doesn't want to throw the marriage down the tube just for a fling!! What can I say? All I could do was give her a hug and send her on her way!
From what Jude told me "He", met her in a club on the golfing holdiday last year. She's in her 30's and worked in the club. We've decided that she will now be renamed as "The russian lap-dancer", if only to make us feel better. "He" is really no oil painting, massively over-weight, at least 20 years older, and like's to flash the cash! I would imagine that the "russian lap-dancer" thinks she's on to a good thing...if only she knew!
BH is still not going on any golfing holidays!!
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