This week in the mag world I work in has been all about Vicky and Paul of Pasella and their affair, or not and if he cried on her shoulders, or not and if he’s wife found out and ended this affair, or not.
Gave me some food for thought.
Marriage is difficult.
Living with someone 24/7 is difficult.
Living your life in the spotlight is difficult.
Living with someone 24/7 and being married to them while being a sort of celeb is m**rs difficult.
Spending more time with your co-presenters than with your wife/partner due to the production schedule surely puts strain on your relationship.
I’m glad I’m in my 9-5 (mostly) job and don’t ever have to spend a night away from home for work. Ditto for husband.
I’m glad none of my male colleagues makes my ovaries jump.
I’m happy that I have two chins and two tummies… not the stuff that office affairs are made of!
That is all.