Well, it has been an emotionally tough week this week. I had an e-mail from my Lesbian ex in which not only did she tell me she thought I was a dick, she also revealed she'd been living with someone for the past 18 months. You know, you think she might have mentioned that. Tonight I went to see the wonderful Amanda Palmer at Bush Hall and I bumped into BotS (well, I say bumped into, I knew she was going). She was with her new chap and at the end of the evening when Palmer had moved to the grand piano at the rear of the venue and asked the audience to sit down, I had a clear view of them together and - to be honest - I got so choaked that I couldn't stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks as Palmer sang the saddest of songs (a cover of 'I will follow you into the Dark'). Came home and now feel like a complete emotional wreck.