Breaking the chain

The purr-fect revenge on a nasty husband?

YOU often read about men who taunt their partners about how much weight they've put on. Don't you?

They say the women have "let themself go" - because obviously running after everyone they do in the day, leaves them plenty of time to faff about with nail varnish and fancy underwear.

One woman I wrote about, took drastic action when she got fed up of her husband's insults.

She cooked him a cat food pie, put a chilli in his y-fronts, oh and laxative in his tea.

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"OOH, it's you, it's really you!" A woman screeched as I started my way through the checkout.

"Eh?" I replied, more confused than the time Carol answered the phone and said: "Come in."

"You're that journalist lady, aren't you? The one who used to write about eating every week in the Express & Star."

"Yes," I smiled. "You've made my day." Hey, this is what it must feel like to be Myleene Klass, I thought as I grabbed the Economy apple juice from my trolley.