Enjoying a drink with some mates at my local, a skinny guy with a mullet strolled up to me.
‘How are you going?’ he asked.
I was 22 and single, and Anthony was 26 with a twinkle in his blue eyes.
Falling quickly for his true-blue sense of humour and laid-back manner, we began seeing each other.
A month later, we were in bed when his ex rocked up at his house.
‘I just want to talk to you,’ she told him. To my surprise, he jumped into her car and
