
Nice and simple this week. Just tell us the exact moment you knew that relationship, that job or that penchant for custard-dipped young boys was over.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2005, 10:45)
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A month after a huge arguement at seven in the morning with my then fiancee, at our New Years eve party and after making up and then not speaking to each other, we had another less loud "chat" and split.
This we'd done many times in the past, so I assumed we'd get back together like we always did. How wrong can you be she promptly moved out with the words there's so much I want to do that you've already done, so now's my chance to do it!
Ok thinks I, let her do this and then we'll get back together.
Cue her moving in with a bloke eleven years older than her within a month and then nicking half the stuff from the house. This is the same bloke who when she met him for the first time she laughed at him saying he was trying too hard.
To top it all, on the day she moved out (two days before Valentines day)I wrote off my lovingly rebuilt Golf GTI, not the best day of my life but hey i'm not bitter, twunts!
( , Wed 27 Jul 2005, 16:18, Reply)
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