Post by Pink Betty on Nov 2, 2010 22:05:35 GMT
when you return home from a day at the office.... where your ego has been polished by pretty young things taking down your every word, your tum has been filled by professional chefs in luxurious surroundings , and the hardest thing you may have had to negotiate is a bit of traffic.
You've got a weird idea of work, Betty.
not me Aubrey, just some of the men that swan around central london 'working' for a living....while their wives take care of the real business at home.
in my own particular case, i was miffed because it was me wot bought the house, paid the bills and did the necessary 'house' work, that in days gone by would have been done by:-
an under housemaid
housemaid
laundry maid
cook
butler
chauffeur
wet nurse
nurse
governess
gardener
...and there was me foolishly thinking i had agreed (in church at his request) to be a
Lover
Friend
Wife
Mother
and an Equal partner
i was never paid for any of these job descriptions that should be given freely, but when he decided that a teeny secretary was more fun, he (and she) expected me to pay him for leaving his wife and 2 children...... it's what our Law firms in the uk live on..... it's wrong and it's unfair.
The Mr that Bets divorced lives a life of holidays and dinners and lunches at smart London restaurants. He has been able to afford to have another child because silly old bets agreed to pay everything for the children we had together.
Bets had to make a hard choice as to whether she could afford another. She felt that she should keep her existing children in school they were accustomed to and not have another baby.
Luckily for him, Mr Fry has no idea what sacrifices have to be made by silly wimmin who can't afford the luxury of the consequences of f*cking like gay men.....not because they don't want to, but because they simply can't afford to.
