The journalist India Knight has been busy plugging her new book In Her Prime: Older, Wiser, Happier... All harmless enough, until she chose to reveal her rather naive views on infidelity on Woman's Hour. "Affairs? So what?" she glibly pronounced. "So a lot", shouted every listener who has ever known the pain of betrayal.
I think I managed a whole month and a half of avoiding him. Of course everyone I know was ecstatic and allowed me ample time to lick my wounds, although after a few weeks I grew tired of the mild but constant cringing. I tried thinking terribly empowering thoughts and even did something I've never done in my entire life - I asked a man out.
In the car the phone is hooked up to loud speaker and a call comes through as we whizz through an underpass. It's a woman's voice, high pitched and breathy, speaking in an unknown Eastern European language. They have a short conversation and after she hangs up I start giggling and ask who the hell it was... "It was my wife" he said flatly.
Last year was my year for getting back out there and I still laugh about how many men I had on the go at any one time. My antics became so notorious at work that every day at 5pm a group of girls would make their way surreptitiously to my desk for a daily update. As well as Serge, the Stuntman, Email Sex Pest and Posho I made a brief foray onto an internet dating site.
If you follow the stereotypical notion that female patterns of behaviour will be laced with emotion, attention-seeking, revenge, the need for an upgrade (women rarely downgrade), malice, anger and idealism; all nicely concealed in a cloak of invisibility that would make Harry potter jealous then we may uncover something phenomenal.
You have to spot his habitual patterns of behaviour, dismantle his excuses and telegraphed responses. I'm not telling you to turn into a paranoid investigator. However, understanding your BET gives you greater insight and self-awareness. It's incredibly easy to sleep next to a 'Chameleon', mistaking him for a 'Family Man'.
Privacy laws aside, the French love a sex scandal just like the rest of the world. They try to pretend that as a country they tolerate affairs, powerful men are somehow entitled to take lovers and the rest of the world is somewhat immature not to understand. The hypocrisy lies in the fact they seriously believe these relationships have no impact on the ability to do their jobs.