In my last post I mentioned my ex-husband, The Count.
I thought you might like to see what he looks like.
Here is a Halloween photo of him two weeks ago (with Queenwilly on her knees for once).
I can’t show you his face, because he has got SO sick of every girl I have ever acquainted saying, “um, you know you are my dear friend, but when you break up, can you let me know??”
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And you think you’ve bypassed that problem by telling that story and showing his groovy boots???
hmmm, I see your point.
BUT now it’s his new girlfriend’s problem. HAHA!
I’ve seen you on your knees before
Those scullery maids! They’re useless.
And just for the record I think your new husband is much cuter than the old one
Well he is THE KING.
he’s certainly got a nice stick, too!
My stick is nicer, in fact it’s classed as a ‘sceptre’ round these parts!
The King
p.s. The fellow is lucky to be alive, fortunately his taste in clothes is outstripped by his fabulous wit – so we tolerate him at court.
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