I don’t know when, or even if, my ex-husband was ever planning to tell me. In the event, I found out by mistake when I discovered him, at home, wearing the red camisole and knickers from La Perla that he had given me for Christmas.
He’d thought I was out. Our three teenage children were downstairs, watching a film together in the den. It was, of course, the most enormous shock. Time froze for a few seconds as I took in this surreal sight. Was that red lipstick he was wearing? To be fair, he was terribly embarrassed. We had been married for 25 years and together since our early 20s. Two years older than me, he seemed so together. I loved him.
We were a very happy family – or so it seemed to me. I didn’t tell anyone what I had
