In spite of  quite a few disadvantages this was a very happy time in my life.

I had two lovely children and a Mum who looked after them a couple of afternoons a week so that I could teach music at the village school for a change of scenery. I was also able to fit in a few piano pupils.

CC and Jay were very good at playing together and have always been close. In fact, the only time I had to keep them apart was when CC was at the stage of building things while Jay wanted to knock them down. It meant one had to  be in the playpen while the other was outside.

It was interesting to note that, although we never made a big distinction between girl's and boy's toys, CC always went for the dolls and Jay was never without a car in his hand as he crawled round the room.

Later they  played with Action men and Sindy dolls together but I came to the conclusion that choice of play is more nature than nurture when it comes to gender.

My early thirties were a time of almost blissful domesticity but I realised that despite giving up teaching gladly to have a family I would go back full time as soon as the children started school.

Now that our family was complete, Whale lost all interest in sex and told me I must be a sex maniac if I still wanted to 'do it'. We had a few arguments on the subject and eventually he said he wouldn't mind if I 'went elsewhere'.

The idea appalled me at first but then I met someone I really fancied and things fell into place remarkably easily. However, having a lover was one thing, falling in love with him made life much more complicated.

We had agreed, at first, that things would not get out of hand but they did and to cut a long and painful story short it all ended in tears.

Not just once - but twice!

Maybe I'll go into detail one day but for now that's it; there's quite enough about my love life in the blog already.