This one night, in Sydney

I met your husband. He was the first married man that i'd meet in the space of 12 months who captivated me with his wit, charm and ability to say the right things at the right time. He would message me things that would make me beam from ear to ear, he would call me just to say hi and goodnight and i miss you... all behind your back.

Not that you should ever have known this, I mean, your husband was in a completely different country to you...

So what exactly happened between us? Well, i'm not one to kiss & tell but i'm sure that you'd like to know, so as an anonymous friend I will tell you... one of these days.

So your husband isn't being faithful to you...

Firstly, i'd like to say that this is in no means a blog that is going to man-bash or promote hatred towards men. I love men, a lot of my good friends are outstanding specimens of what a good man should be and I am in no way going to degrade or insult them.

No - this blog is dedicated to the men that I have dated over my 30 something lifespan who have turned out to be married, in long term relationships and who aren't worth much to the women that they have suckered into being with them.

I'm a single girl on an ever lasting quest to find a good man... I know that you exist out there, I just don't ever seem to attract you. I seem to attract the other kind, the men who will be featured in future posts on this blog.

All names may or may not have been changed... i'll let you be the judge of that.