So late last night the ex returns from his trip. I congratulate him on the sale of his ball & chain business ventre. It's only polite to do so isn't it?
I tell him he must be ever so relieved. He tells me that it must be a weight off my shoulders too. "The sale has knocked 10 years off you as well" he laughs (a little unkindly I felt), "you're glowing".
THAT, dear sir, is not the reason why at all.