Josh... you know we;ve talked about this before and you know that people like him are the reason for my underlining insecurities in relationships.
As a child, it was August 1997.. My father would always come home from work while I baked with mother in our kitchen. The good times, growing up you know? The memories you hold dear of a happy household filled with the smell of freshly cooked bread and cupcakes! He worked in a printing factory, I remember he took me there once to watch all the news prints getting made on the big machinery! I actually wanted to be a printer myself then, it was a rush! Anyway, night after night father would spend time with a recently divorced woman he worked with, he told us it was because she was lonely.. she's couldn't sleep.. her work performance and her life was becoming hard for her. Before long, the cupcakes and bread would stack up without father coming home to eat them, we always had too many! And even worse, mother stopped making them with me. A year later they divorced because of that bitch he worked with who put me off bread and cakes for life.
Nigel reminds me of her. And it breaks my heart even thinking about it.