this is a powerful question so many interesting stories. Mine is quite inexplicable..the first time I really fell for someone we wrote and met and holidayed for three years ages 18-21 in different places me London he small town in Germany. Totally totally smitten. then a silence I then recklessly had sex with handsome but slightly unstable follower...dreadful. parents asked me to leave home I moved in with handsome follower....then of course the love of life came back sent me telegram coming to London I said NO. He came. I met him told him it was too late. Never forgot him still the only man that had ticked all the boxes. So marry handsome man but he is a bit of a drug addict I do my best have a child after three years of marriage...then as he was never home I left and went north far away. He eventually came running so we got back I had another child. However when he was about 8 and I had graduated I wanted out...he was still addicted he was a full time job. I was pursued by very attractive younger man and finally gave in about a year later. He became good step dad but then his ambitions in music ran away with him and he started having affairs and the whole relationship was difficult...then he got MND so everyone left him except me. Really hard time...he was one where the progress of the MND was slow and six years later I sent a postcard to friend of first love in Germany whose address I happened to see ...it was 25 years. Months later I got a phone call at work from Berlin...it was original love of life telling me he wanted to see me. I refused a few times he sent me cards and tapes I got completely smitten and agreed to see him in London. I told him I was living with man with MND who I couldn't leave. He had blamed the failure of his emotional life on me...btw. He was divorced with a child from a different relationship living alone. Anyway I (foolishly ) agreed to see him in Berlin. I was captured he was cruel. After I came back he ghosted me ...and my partner (with MND) went off with another woman. So there I was alone. (menopause). Last child had gone off to Uni. Alone. Then about 15 years later I was clearing my mums house out in London, because I had her with me but she was ailing and had to go in nursing home, so I had to sell the house. I had borrowed a laptop and saw on Messenger that the original Lof life had been messaging me every birthday for years. I answered him and we were back friends at least, I thought. Dare I hope? mmm he kind of flirted and vanished till I became very cautious indeed. moving to now the situation is that last year I suddenly got annoyed that on my Facebook he kept commenting on my posts getting the time of our relationship wrong by years...so I privately messaged him and told him the dates and, for the first time, reminded him that it was he that had broken the relationship and it was too late when he came back. Bit like Tess of the Durbevilles. I thought he would agree and say how sad it all was but there you go we weren't free when we were young...etc etc..but no. He has broken all ties to me. Even destroyed his facebook page he's since put a new one up but has not invited me to be his friend. but he is a 'follower' on mine? Well you all might think this is a load of tosh. I don't think we will be saying goodbye to each other. we have broken each other's hearts too often. I remained friends with my husband and long term partner until their deaths just weeks from each other a dozen years ago. High romance is very dangerous stuff.
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