Sweet Revenge: Would you Commit Insurance Fraud For Your Ex?

My ex thinks we're friends. I don't. If we hadn't had kids together I would probably not even be talking to him but for the sake of the kids (and by order of the courts), he is allowed to visit the kids so I have to talk to him sometimes.

I have just moved into a new council house so pretending that we are on friendly terms has guaranteed free labour from his part so far, like putting up curtain poles and shelves.

I'm not being particularly mean, given the fact that this man has raped and beaten me in the past, my being double-faced towards him is the best deal he's going to get.

My ex's driving licence has been suspended for a few years and now that he is allowed back on the roads, he has asked me to get an insurance quote for him (he can't read or write, and if he had a computer he'd probably just use it for porn anyway!). When I said the insurance company was going to ask if he had any penalty points or driving convictions he told me to say nothing. I told him if he lied and and later needed to make an insurance claim, the insurance probably wouldn't work but he doesn't want to pay a high premium so told me again to say nothing, so I said: "I'm not lying, if you don't want to tell the truth, get someone else to do your dirty work". Conversation cut short (he is better at drinking himself stupid and using his fists than communicating).

Seriously, why would I help a person who is likely to become a danger for other drivers (he may not drink for the first month that he's on the road, but Christmas is coming, he's likely to get a few drinks and he's not really known for being a law-abiding citizen).

Also, if he buys a car he may want to bring my kids places, which I really don't want, especially since the time he told them that they didn't need to put on their seat-belts in the car he was driving at the time (The famous brand-new Peugeot 106 that he took a 5 year lease out for and only paid for the first few weeks; he must have got that car for 2 years before he had to sell it for not being able to drive it further than his bog road, given the fact that he had been arrested for drink-driving and, let's take a guess, I bet it was not even insured or taxed! I wouldn't like to have been the one buying that car off him; make you think twice about buying a second-hand car without checking its history first).

So I'm not helping this scumbag cheating the system and I'm also keeping a low profile because the last thing I want to do is give him an excuse to spend Christmas with us. Me and the girls have had happy Christmasses for the past 3 years all on our own and I intend to keep it this way; might pretend I'm thinking of going to visit my family in France to have peace of mind.

Anyway, anybody knows a good carpenter that's not too expensive and good at making wall units? I think I might need one soon as I'm not asking Mr. Painintheass for anything anymore!

We Kicked Your Ass Good (Now I Can Go Back to Not Liking Football)

I am not a fan of football (or sports of any kind) but yesterday there was a football match between France and Ireland. As a French person living in Ireland, I had to sort of follow it.

Before I go on, I must admit that if I had been in France at the time of the said Football game, I would have supported the Irish, that's how much I don't like to be like everyone else: see a herd, run the opposite way!

Well as a good patriotic French woman (pffffft!), I had to support the French players. I don't know anything about football, all I can say is that the French were not only better-looking, they also had waaaayyyyyy nicer T-shirts than the little Green men (the Oirish!).

Anyway, I was on Facebook and Twitter shouting my support for the French team when my daughter shouted that they had got a goal. No more goals were gotten by any of the team during the rest of the game (how hard is it to kick a ball into a net, really?) so the French won after all. Well, what business have the Irish playing a game that they call soccer when everyone else calls it Football anyway?

So I'm done with football for now, I really don't care if the French win or lose their next game, same for the Irish, I can go back to not liking football again!