From: better-off-without-him!

To keep it short, my ex has a pretty awful temper and thats why we got the hell away. After I left him he was ordered to pay maintenance for the kids but he didn't make it easy lying about his income. Some time later he did pay for two months, then the third was stopped by him two days after it had been in my account leaving me in debt to my bank and I was so peed off.

My bank sent me the cheque back with a big red stamp on it declaring it cancelled and said I had a right to send it to his bank for an explanation. As I threw it in the bin I had a creative flash and fished it out, smoothed it out and glued it to a piece of fresh white card. I then set about making it look like a card Cheque-in-the-post postcard, available from all Bulshizen Builders etc and it looked prety darn good if I say so myself. I addressed it to the bank manager thinking the staff may have a good laugh and chuck it in the bin. I explained I understood the cheque had to be cancelled due to my ex having to pay all his drug dealers and mortgages and could therefore not possibly afford to pay his children any maintenance.

I felt sick after I posted it wishing I hadn't and afraid of the repercussions but heard nothing for two whole years by which time I had forgotten all about it! Then out of the blue I heard ex's voice on the phone one sunny day shouting madly several times over "You F*** B***". "Huh?" I said. Still ranting hysterically he said "I went for a mortgage for another house today and do you know what the bank manager pulled out of his drawer your ****g postcard, B***." Well did I bloody laugh out loud, I hadn't laughed so much for ages and it felt good. "So did you get the mortgage then?" (just to rub it in!) "What the **** do you think you ****g b****!" More laughter from me as I put the phone down on him and laughed some more, now he can stick his maintenance where his ego is!