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The Inanimate Love Triangle

He’s not the jealous type. My old man.

But last week I suspected that something was meddling in my marriage.

A third party.

Regrettably not another man and thankfully not the mother-in-law, this “third party” [AKA my guilty pleasure] had surreptitiously stolen its way into the holy matrimony and eloped with my heart and soul, body and mind.  Poaching every precious moment, monopolising every meticulous thought.

And my other half didn’t like it.

Not one little bit. Continue reading “The Inanimate Love Triangle”