Rock Bottom

I don't want the blog to become Penthouse forum, so no more details of hot sex in the car with the secretary time.

I was told by a tearful boss at Alcan that the factory was going to close and once again I was being made redundant, I should carefully pack my stuff into a box and sling my hook.

The marriage was over besides the paperwork, my job was no more and the final blow came at about the same time when Sue "Let me go"

It was a tearful ending which took place in the Maxi on a Friday evening after work.

I didn't want it to end of course, but what can you do. She explained that her relationship with her boyfriend had become a lot better, that he was caring for her more and that she couldn't carry on with me, even though I would soon be a single guy.

Ironically, she didn't trust me and would expect me to do the same to her as I had been doing to my wife, regardless of my reasoning.

Catch 22 on that one.

We were both crying in the car, It was over.

Looking back, I can see that those probably were not the only reasons she wanted it to end, I think I'd started asking her to come and live with me after I applied for the council flat and the divorce had started, I was becoming rather "clingy" and wanted more than just a quick shag.

I laugh, because at that precise time she had everything to gain as she had borrowed almost my entire Supertramp record collection, which I let her keep and subsequently had to re-purchase over the next few years.

I remember driving up to her house later and adding to her record collection by posting the single "Souvenir" by OMD through her letterbox for some reason - a song that will always remind me of her and that time in my life.

And God bless her, she had been a shoulder to lean on in a storm of emotion, a good friend and a passionate lover when I felt alone and unloved, I believe she was one of the few reasons why I survived that time.

So, now I had everything to look forward to as the only way from this point was up...