Right! I have ALMOST caught up on the thread, but I want to chuck in a big cheer-lead for squidkid (the best name in mumsnet!)
I'm going to say this because, while I infinitely prefer wittering on about bloating and farts (I had been SO farty), not saying it now would (to me) feel like fibbing. It's not a secret, It just wasnt relevant before: I'm lucky too - that DH of mine is fancy, as in, PhD-from-Oxbridge fancy. Actually, he's the world's leading expert in a Thing and he's been in the news as a commentator a fair bit and stuff. Me, I have a great job too, you might even use the stuff I'm working on if you've already got kids. We don't make buckets of money, but we're not poor. We even have (still can't believe this) a MORTGAGE.
I've been in the news too, though, is the thing. A lot, for a long time, but not in the UK (thank God). I'm not going to explain what happened because I prefer not being findable, but I'm what you might call a secondary victim of crime. It ended my first career, everything I do now is something I basically learned from scratch after the crime. No idea how I did that, to be honest! As from before: lucky.
So I know a bit about bad times and fighting back. squidkid I recognise your generosity of spirit as the kind a lot of us out-the-other-side survivors have - more as what I aspire to than what I have!
And now - BACK TO THE FARTS!
[grins]