I keep on breaking down with anyone it seems...anyone who shows me the teensiest bit of concern. Perhaps this is to do with the loneliness and poverty of my newly single life. We exchanged our form Es yesterday and I saw his bank statements - a purchase from H.Samuels, many meals out, a holiday with OW. By breaking out of our family, he is saving so much money as we haven't agreed on a proper interim maintenance and he is having fun. My finances are ebbing away and my tiny salary won't be able to sustain us for much longer. He really seems to be in a much stronger position with a good

Almost a year to the day since we celebrated our 20th anniversary with declarations of love and a romantic weekend away, tomorrow we meet in court. The weekend was lovely - it was the first time in years that we had spent time alone together. No children to worry about, no chores. The sun shone on us and we had time for each other, walking, sitting in cafes. And we were back in the country where we had first met. It was almost like old days. Things surely were on the mend. I admit, I cried in the street when I discovered the suite he had booked for the night was £1000. He looked

So he finally delivered his Form E (late, natch) and I finally summoned up the courage to look at it (late as well – my sol has now gone on holiday). Shock! He has debt upon debt upon debt. This is a man who is a hard working MBA investment banker, chief executive of a number of companies involved in various aspects of finance, and I did not think he was an idiot. But it seems he is both an idiot and a liar. The info in the great big ring binder doesn’t go back very far, but all that time he has had secret accounts and secret credit cards. Behind my back he has been selling our