Lou, this is what my exH wrote to me after fucking off to Thailand with all our savings, leaving me ten grand in debt and with a small baby, no job and totally traumatised: he deigned to send it in response to a timorous email from me a couple of months after he disappeared, asking how he was doing (I had found him randomly via a hit on the internet.)
A year later I read all his emails and found that at the time he wrote this he was actually shagging a young Cambodian girl and had been for a month, before returning to Bangkok to secure his job as a 'Lecturer' at a good Thai University. He is still there as far as I know. He failed to say on his CV that he had been struck off the teaching register in this country for gross misconduct.
I thought it might amuse you, as all of the same shite your chutneylover writes is in this too.
It has taken some time to dig this email out....but it is worth a read. It makes me laugh my head off now. What a prize twat. You will laugh too one day.
Can i just say, you are a bloody amazing, strong, Olympic Champion in the Survival Final. You have the golden arms of love around you (family). You will come through this...then we can meet for coffee and wine and laugh ourselves hoarse. Oh and punch the air that we are free. 
Here we go:
"UA, I would have been in touch sooner except that I contracted dengue fever and have been flat on my back for almost three weeks. It's not life-threatening, just pretty horrible and debilitating, and as it's two and a half hours by bus to the nearest net cafe, I simply could not get word out. added to which there's no mobile coverage here.
I'm not 'back in Bangkok'. I spent only a matter of hours there. I see you make
no comment on what I wrote to you. No reaction at all? I wonder - as there is
no greeting on any of your emails, perhaps I'm not receiving the whole text. As you can see below, they all seem to start off halfway through.
Also, you need to let me know the email address and tag line of your solicitor.
So I can sort out what is spam and what is not.
I'm sorry you make no response, really. I'd hoped there might be some dialogue.
I don't know what's happening to all my stuff. I've asked my brother to go down and get it. Perhaps you could put it in the garage?
I love you UA. I know you lost your love for me ages ago probably, but I've
never felt any other way about you. I can't describe how it feels not to have
you and Ds. It's the worst thing in the world. Please try not to be cold.
Tell me how he is. I miss you and my son so much.
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He liked making sloe gin and chutneys. Oh, and has achieved his dream in becoming a 'lecturer'...only in his case, sadly for all the young Thai girls he will have had sex with, he is actually a 'lecherer' under cover as an academic.
Stay strong Lou. Stay bloody. Be relieved your H has his new victim and you can get on with the rest of your life marmaladeless