The husband was nervously waiting in the Eurostar queue to passport control. He knew it was a highly risky trip but the sheer excitement of the trip was worth the risk. It was potentially the biggest risk of his life. But he was a risk taker, having been a City boy and climbing to the top of the City career ladder - he loved the thrill of risky behaviour. His heart was beating fast as he got near to the passport control. He assumed it was like the airline control, where the passports are scanned, and not stamped. He really banked on it not being stamped - surely they stopped all that stamping stuff - it was so old hat now in the digital age. He knew it was a risk but it was a risk he was prepared to make. it was just too too exciting!
His wife was away in Cornwall with their youngest child. They were coming back the next day and that's why the husband planned his trip to Brussells while they were away.
Having told his wife he would not be seeing his lady friend again, and his first love - having fallen in love with her again in middle age, he decided this was an unreasonable request of his wife. How dare she tell him which friends he could see and which he could not. This lady was his best friend - he had known her longer than his wife - she was the most important person in his life - he was determined to see her as it was her birthday that week. He already messaged her and was able to phone her, FaceTime her and ring her up. His wife said that was fine, but she also said - he would be crossing a line if he physically went to see her. He knew he was crossing a line - but so what - the passports don't get stamped now he hoped - so wife will never ever find out about this first trip on his own - to take his first love out for lunch in Brussels. All being well, it would be the first of many visits to see her - his lady - his first love. oh the thought sent shivers down his spine.
He held out the passport - hey no scanner - what the....flip
The man opened the passport - he looked at the husband - and he stamped the passport. The ink was fresh and clear and it showed the date and the destination.
The husband started to perspire - oh blooming heck - my passport is stamped and the ink is so fresh and so clear - oh dear oh dear oh very dear! He was thinking he would hide the passport when he got home, before wifey and child got home.
He arrived in Brussels and was met by first love - her dulcet feminine charm thrilled him no end - they had 2.5. hours for their cosy lunchy wunchy - oh those precious hours alone together - her hubby was a workaholic so he was at work.
The hours were up - time to say goodbye - but all being well, it would be the first of many trips. As long as wifey can't see the passport. Oh blooming heck - another stamp on the way home. I hate Brexit I hate it!
He queued up again and the passport was stamped - the ink was fresh as a daisy and clear.
Better think of a good place to hide the passport when I get home - I'll find a place for it - wifey won't know.
Wifey and son came home and he greeted them happily - and they were happy to see him too. Wifey felt something was strange.
The next morning wifey had a sixth sense to open the top drawer of the chest of drawers. The husband kept his passport there. He didn't know she knew.
The passport wasn't there! - she was shaking with nerves.
Where has he pat his passport I wonder?
She quickly searched in the bedroom and finally opened his wardrobe.
At the bottom lay a leather watch case.
She looked at it. She picked it up and she saw the edge of the passport. She was curious. Better be careful as husband was downstairs and she needed to be quick.
Oh my flipping heck - she saw the 2 stamps on the day she was away - the dates and destination was as fresh as ever - she was shaking and quaking and perspiring - her breathing was laboured as she clumsily got her phone and took a photo of the stamps. Her hands were shaking with white rage - she was puce with rage.
Wifey confronted the husband and he denied his trip - he denied it many times.
Wifey told him she found his passport with the Brussels stamps.
His face went red - she had caught him out - how the.... had she found it?!
He pursed his lips - "oh I was going to tell you about that trip - at an appropriate time".
You weren't you weren't! You tried to get away with it - thought I wouldn't find out. That's just duplicitous and caddish and disrespectful behaviour. You told me you would not be seeing that woman again!!!
You've had your chances - you cried wolf too many times. Well the worm has finally turned. Check Mate darling!
That cosy lunch of yours will be the most expensive lunch that ever was. I hope it was worth every blooming penny! Did you gorge yourself on birthday cake?!
Wifey posted the separation papers and moved into the spare room - the husband thought he had done nothing wrong, so why should he move out? How dare the wife tell him who he can and can't see! Not on!
UK passports still get stamped due to Brexit.
Possibly the best thing to come out of Brexit.
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