Day 3,

So, another restless night although I am starting to feel slightly less angry about SW's blogs.. It looks like she might be about to make a change in the error of her ways but we'll see. Perhaps it's all a ruse for me to not publish the real facts of our relationship and the details of the termination – which this blog is really all about.

So the next 20 years? Well I don't want to bang on about sex, drugs and rock n' roll in the usual manner. Suffice to say I had a blast! (Even thou I had required metal haircut) I did 7 world tours and eventually left as their marketing and merchandising director after starting running the fan club at 16! And this band sell a LOT of t-shirts!

I was lucky enough to see the world but it had it costs. My original relationship with the mother of my twins broke up as I was always away. And to be fair, when we started out and conceived, I was 18 and she 31. And she was from Bath and wanted to return there. I couldn't blame her, and it would be better for the kids to grow up in the Somerset countryside and not Brixton, where we were living.

I ended up leaving this amazingly successful rock band finally in the mid naughtys and took off around the world finally properly seeing all the places I had been with IM. I spent a lot of time in Australia and I even lived on a beach in Goa for 2 years and bought a Portuguese Villa and had a maid! I trekked around the Himalayas, bought a camel and lived in the desert for 2 months near the Pakistani border, saw Everest and a host of other things. And the only real responsibility I had was making my train or plane or coach to my next destination. Anything that didn't fit into my back-pack was never purchased – and I think looking back it was one of the happiest times of my life.

Maybe all this travelling has led to my current predicament of feeling like a Nomad. After returning from Asia, I camped out in Copenhagen and Amsterdam , smoked a lot weed and generally let time drift. I didn't waste my time thou! I became a Euro-phile! There was a never a city I didn't venture now I was on the mainland, learnt Dutch (v hard!). And if it's true and travel broadens the mind, then I was doing all the broadening I needed to baby!

One day I woke up and decided I wanted to return to the UK. So I loaded everything I could fit in my car and headed to the Hook of Holland and caught the ferry to Harwich. Went I got there (after cursory drug search ob.!) I got a map of the UK, closed my eyes, and obviously avoiding such areas as London (where I had no-one left, anywhere north and Wales, and dropped my finger. It ended up in Tiverton, but I knew enough already of Devon to know I couldn't live there! So it's Exeter I headed to....

And then a strange thing happened. I went from owning nothing to owing 4 houses almost overnight and became a landlord. This, cleverly, would ensure I could carry on with my life with the least amount of responsibility :) (Another problem brewing I hear you gasp). I made friends in my locals, started a great relationship with a lovely women that I will always love that lasted for 3 years... she was a lot younger, but a bad word I;ll never have to say about her.... I save all that for SW!

So a friend suggested in Jan I went on this dating website (the free crap one) and within an instant I had arranged a date In Taunton with SW. We had a lovely meal and kissed in the car park. It was joy. I have since learned through her blog this is her MO.....I didn't realise at this one moment would do the opposite and ruin my life....

Part 4 will get us to where we need to be, thank you for bareing with me...

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