It’s all in the name

While I don’t like wasting time and energy thinking about my tragic marriage to the Turk, I did see something last week that made me giggle.

A few months before my soon-to-be ex husband’s indiscretions were found out he had a tattoo done on his arm with my name through the middle of it, bit of a strange decision knowing what I know now! Obviously this is now problematic for him and he has since tried to change it to the name of the other woman that was in our marriage. But by the look of the photo I saw it didn’t go according to plan and as far as I’m aware that relationship has since gone down the pan.

All is not lost though, as long as the next object of his desire is named “Kargle”, everything will be just peachy.