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The secret diary of a single parent bloke

Archive for 2004


Writen: Saturday, November 13th, 2004. Uploaded: Monday, March 15th, 2010

I’ve mentioned in previous diary enties that I spend most of every evening trying to tidy the house. I don’t know how somebody can make a place so untidy in such a short period of time. Probably my second biggest job is trying to sort out the family finances. We each have our own bank Read more…

Writen: Saturday, November 6th, 2004. Uploaded: Sunday, March 14th, 2010

We’d run out of milk, so I said I’d nip to the shop at the end of the road and pick some up. I went out, walked past the front of the house, and looked in. Katrina was now on her mobile. I turned around and went back in. The mobile had gone. “Who were Read more…

Writen: Thursday, October 21st, 2004. Uploaded: Saturday, March 13th, 2010

We finally went to see a marriage guidance counsellor this afternoon. Since the “affair” (I use the term, even though she’s never actually admitted to anything), Katrina’s refused to go to marriage guidance. In fact, up until about an hour before the meeting, she was still refusing to come. I told her that I’d go Read more…

Writen: Thursday, October 14th, 2004. Uploaded: Saturday, March 13th, 2010

I don’t like where I work. I took the job 18 months ago because it was a step onto the management ladder, a great opportunity to set up a new department from scratch, and my previous job involved shift work. But I knew that if I spent more than a couple of years here, I’d Read more…

Writen: Monday, October 4th, 2004. Uploaded: Friday, March 12th, 2010

One of the things about being on holiday for two weeks, is that you’re away from the phone and internet for a while. Despite her assurances to the contrary, I was sure that she had still been messaging the bloke she’d been seeing, so was glad that we were isolated by being in America. I Read more…