Sunday 29 April 2012

A is for Adultery

Put myself in my shed and stitched up the adulterer's notebook.

PS. Apologies if you saw that title then came over hoping for tortured self-loathing, philosophical discussions on the nature of lust, and a few salacious tales involving laybys on the A5. Really, sorry. All notebooks are designed for privacy.

1 comment:

Grit said...

No, not apologising for this, but I can't sell you a book. Or help you in any way! In my view, you can't trust a liar - especially when they profess they are telling the truth. And I wouldn't trust anyone who deceived their own family. If they are prepared to go to that length, then lying to you is less of a problem, isn't it? But, if following a course of action fundamentally based on dishonesty and deceit floats your boat, then I can only sympathise with the people who suffer the wreckage you make as you go. If you are determined on deceit and find it an amusing diversion, then I guess it won't be too much of a problem to find another revenue stream of jewellery and handbags. (Not apologising there for the judgement.) Thanks for the message, anyhow.