Still on the smitten bench 
All went well, she was really nice and I don't know what I was worried about
. They've obviously got a really good friendship and she does have some boundary issues, but I'll have to live with that - he's making it very clear with his actions, not just words I am absolutely a priority in his life so I'm pretty happy with how things are going.
After she and her stbx (?!) left she messaged MrC which he opened in front of me - we were cuddled up on the sofa and he held his phone in front of him (and me) as he opened it - it said "Hi MrC, thanks for lunch, JeSuis is lovely. Fancy meeting for a swift drink tomorrow? x"
Now, the old me would be wtaf [insert massive argument and insecurity/trust issues here], but I'm just letting it go and it feels great (thank you counselling and Brene Brown)- he's off work today, she's a SAHM (who may be a little bit of an alcoholic judging by how much she put away in 4 hours yesterday....
). If they go out, so what, they're clearly just friends.
If you want a bit of light relief on this rainy Monday morning read on - not for the faint hearted, contains scenes of a sexual nature.
We were in the garden enjoying a glass of wine before lunch and Beach Lady's toddler wandered off for a few minutes. She'd gone back into the house and found her way into MrC's bedroom. BL came downstairs looking rather red faced saying that she'd found toddler with something that was probably not suitable for her to be playing with and she'd put it back on the bedside cabinet
. We were left wondering whether it was the lube, the blindfold, one of 3 vibrators or the ankle and wrist restraints? I blushed from the tips of my toes to the top of my head (fortunately wearing sunglasses), but MrC couldn't stop laughing and thought he'd be the talk of the village gossips before the day was out. I love him a bit more now.