Spent Saturday with the girls and my mum at the Dr Who Experience, the 10 year old is now 11 (how the hell did that happen?). Yes I failed and I spoilt them rotten, I explained to the 7 year old that a life sized cardboard cut out of Amy (the Dr's assistant) would not fit in her bed room...so bought it anyway.

I handed over the statement for the children that filled out wrong, got texts asking why it was needed and had to explain that the welfare of children is the courts first obligation.... Then a number of emails trying to tie down how days she plans to be away per year - 30 last year and

I remember seeing them when Richie was alive and Nicky Wire wore dresses...

Started proceedings on Valentines Day which is sort of ironic. Last week we shared emails, texts and voice mails, me denouncing her and her initially denying then defending her position. Not good, it takes a lot of energy to hate someone this hard.

I saw the kids on Thursday night and she stayed in the other room, receiving phones calls with a throaty laugh at whatever was said at the other end of the phone. The upside was that Raspberry the puppet orangutan my youngest got from her Nan at Christmas decided to read to

Is happiness real?
Or am I so jaded

Sooooooooooo another couple of weeks and in short it transpires she is having a relationship with a married colleague. Bad news because up to that point I still loved her.

I found out Monday the day we went to the bank. She denied it, he didn't when I rang him he didn't say much a sort of scared terror in his voice. I didn't threaten him but it very clear to him he should keep out of other peoples business.

Her denial kept on until I sent her the email extracts and all of a sudden she is content for a speedy divorce and an up lift in the equity release. I