The great escape

Today would have been my umpteenth wedding anniversary, had I not had a lucky and merciful escape. I guess that’s not how it felt at the time, me trying to be "normal" and all that, but things really did work out for the best. When people say that, it’s not always a cliché. It’s taken me a bloody long time to gather the courage and whatever else is needed to follow my heart, but it is most certainly for the best.

Not wishing to poke any ex-wives in the eye or anything, but I will be celebrating my non wedding anniversary by going out with my tv lover and bringing her back to my boudoir for a night of passion. See what I mean? You don’t get much better than that! We’re going to a club in St Helens for a change, Pippa’s neck of the woods, I think she goes there quite often (I’ll have to ask her, good chat up line that). Should be fun.

I got my new medical card today (I’m sure I never had one in my old name though), in fact the mail generally is starting to weigh in favour of my new name, but I expect I will continue to get junk mail for "him" for years to come.

I suppose there would have been a new Mrs X at this address, had I not changed my surname as well, but I never liked it, and who wants to share the same name as their ex-wife? Not I.

It’s not quite steamy, but not stone cold either, in fact it’s got to be worth becoming a full member to be able to see pics like this. Maybe we should do more of this, in pursuit of artistic goals of course!

Anyway, I must go and do my legs, and generally make myself beautiful, could take some time…

xx