I wish I'd never split from my rich university boyfriend... then I'd be married to someone who enjoys life instead of my reserved, frugal husband As I pushed my trolley around Aldi looking for the cheapest rice and pasta I could find to feed the family, I thought wistfully, of my first love, Rupert.
He has, I spotted on Instagram, just returned from a sailing trip in Greece where I imagine he stayed with his beautiful wife and children on a chartered yacht with a personal chef and a skipper.
I think about how much easier life would be if I wasn’t worrying about energy bills or how we are going to pay for our daughter’s school trip.
I daydream about how wonderful it would be to be married to someone who knew how to enjoy life and didn’t spend half his time fretting about his pension.
We, on the other hand, spent our last holiday in rainy Wales in a tiny bungalow.
