Hiya to All and thanks for sharing yours thoughts and emotions over the last week, you keep me going. Something to do with to make you laugh and give you strength to get through the next week....

MY NEW NAME IS IN THE TITLE.....DON'T LAUGH UNTIL YOU FIND OUT WHAT YOUR NEW NAME IS.

Follow the instructions to find your new name.

And don't go all adult - a senior manager is now known far & wide as Dorky Gizzardsniffer!

The following is excerpted from a children's book, Captain Underpants And the Perilous Plot Professor Poopypants, by Dave Pilkey, in which the evil Professor forces everyone to

Cinderella is now 95 years old. After a fulfilling life with the now dead prince, she happily sits upon her rocking chair, watching the world go by from her front porch, with a cat named Bob for companionship.

One sunny afternoon out of nowhere, appeared the fairy godmother. Cinderella said, "Fairy Godmother, what are you doing here after all these years?"

The fairy godmother replied, "Cinderella, you have lived an exemplary life since I last saw you. Is there anything for which your heart still yearns?" Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed, and after some thoughtful consideration, she

Gosh I knew it would be a rollercoaster, but this is only week one. I have re-read all the comments from all those who have spent the time commenting on my blog, particulary those men out there who have had wifes in my situation. I do respect my husband and yet I cannot make myself love him, I want to move on.

Sunday, talking started at 11pm. I told him I don't love him anymore, he threw his toys out of the pram and nearly packed that night for UK (we live in France) and threatened to take the kids back to a 2 bed flat.

Monday, he nearly bought me flowers to whoo me back to him, but I told him