Searching for something else I found this very old (two and a half years ago) email written to myself (why?).  Subject: ffs.

Easy to forget how things were, the forgotten details, you get brought up short.   Continue reading Oh FFS



Not made much progress as a careershifter in the last few days.

My bollockheaded former husband has not paid the pitiful amount of maintenance he is obliged to make under the terms of our Consent Order while we still have children of school age. Continue reading Distractions