Day 16 in the Big Brother divorce house.

The remaining housemate is 5 days into his latest challenge. Keeping a much-loved and geriatric cat alive while its owners are away. The penalty for failure is a lifetime of guilt and self-loathing. The reward is being asked to do it again.

On other matters, my ex and The Boyfriend returned from a trip today. He's staying over. The sight of him playing with my daughter made me clench my fists so hard that my palms bled. But, reason prevailed and I smiled and nodded happily. Amicability is the name of the game. But it can be hard.

Plus, I have to persuade my work colleagues that the bandages on my hands are not the result of excessive, er, debauched behaviour.

Tch.