Excuse me while I have a rant-I could actually fill the page with expletives and there will probably be a lot of spelling mistakes, so I will apologise for those too.

Scumbag texted me this morning-not coming tomorrow, will let me know when he can come!!

I have been psyching myself up big time. Was actually looking forward to having all his stuff gone, and planning when I could get out to look for furniture to replace what he was taking.

I texted back saying I wouldn't really have expected anything different, as he has never been very reliable.

Got a text back saying he had received a 'totally

Slept well-a welcome change. Woke up with my mind working overtime though.

The more I think about it, the more I am convinced that scumbag has registered for Jobseekers Allowance to reduce his chances of me getting my fair share of my entitlement. I may sound paranoin, but even our children are saying the same.

I emailed my sol. Thanked him for sending me some positive news for a change! I expressed my concerns about my financial vulnerability in the hope that he can give me some guidance and hopefully take some preventative action.

Anyway, my daughter rang last night. Scumbag had rung her

Arrived home last night 1900,to an empty house, (she is looking after our dogs this week at her temporary residence) and put away my food shopping after another long day at work.

i thought sod this and i decided to treat myself to some rich, savoury tit bits and i started to put together a fantastic concoction of fresh smoked mackerel, sun dried tomatoes, new potatos, salad with chunks of brie and stilton, pickled walnuts and fresh crusty bread, i rounded things off with a bottle of Rioja!

i sat in front of the TV with my meal on my lap as France v Italy was about to kick off, i took a mouth