I’d married a monster
Sep 17, 2020
3 minutes
Janet Cameron, 54, Sawtry, Cambridgeshire
Like so many Sundays, I’d spent the day slaving over a roast dinner for my husband Colin. But as I put it in front of him, I saw him frown.
‘Where did you get that beef joint from?’ he snapped.
‘It was in the freezer,’ I said.
‘I was saving that for a special occasion,’ he snarled.
Then, without warning, he hurled his plate across the room. It smashed and I watched, horrified, as roast potatoes, carrots and gravy dribbled down the wall.
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