We've more or less settled back into our routine after Tuesday's call ... after a couple of subsequent grovelling "I'm really sorry" apologies we have squalor and irresponsibility as far as the eye can see and this has provided me with the breathing space necessary to consider where the call, evidence that the affair has nowhere near fizzled out, leaves all of us, including her.

That this woman is still trailing around after him after all this time beggars belief and is the one truly mystifying aspect of this sordid little affair...

How can a presumably mature, once-divorced career woman regard my overweight, balding, chain smoking, heavy drinking, hairy, feckless, aimless, charmless and impoverished husband as catch?

Your answers on a postcard, ladies and gentlemen, to the usual address.