Right, as some of you know, I have been in London all day at client meetings. I dislike going to London for a number of reasons, but mainly because I hate all the walking and having to be polite to clients who I would not normally spend any time with.
Anyway. This is what happened. I was at Euston looking at times for trains home, and then I walked towards the exit to go outside for a cigarette (yes, I have started again). I looked up and saw HER. The Liar. Yes, the one who lied to put my husband behind bars, and then lied again about the verdict and his sentence. The one who cost him his job, livelihood, and very nearly his family. She was about 3 feet away from me talking into her mobile phone. I saw her, and she looked up at me, and looked me up and down in that calculating way that some women have, then she looked away. (I should add that she doesn't know what I look like, because she gave evidence behind a screen, and insisted on the public gallery being cleared as she walked to the stand. But I know what she looks like, because I google her every day, and have seen her facebook page, and lots of snaps and videos of her at various "celeb" parties - she is a "stylist to the stars").
Immediately my legs nearly gave way, and my heart started thumping as though I was fighting for life. My sight went all distorted and I thought I was going to pass out. I rang R, and said "I really need to talk to you". Initially he didn't believe that I had really seen her, but I was 100% certain, and he eventually believed me.
I was torn - part of me wanted to run up to her and thank her for changing my life - for making me realise how much I love my husband, for giving him no option but to pursue the job of his dreams, and for making me understand exactly how strong and resilient I really am. But I knew that she could very easily claim that I had harrassed her, so I refrained.
However, now I am GUTTED that I didn't take this opportunity to speak to her. It was a chance encounter that will in all likelihood Never happen again, and I lost my chance to make her feel incredeibly uncomfortable whilst being highly complimentary to her(!)
I hate myself right now. Help!
Anyway. This is what happened. I was at Euston looking at times for trains home, and then I walked towards the exit to go outside for a cigarette (yes, I have started again). I looked up and saw HER. The Liar. Yes, the one who lied to put my husband behind bars, and then lied again about the verdict and his sentence. The one who cost him his job, livelihood, and very nearly his family. She was about 3 feet away from me talking into her mobile phone. I saw her, and she looked up at me, and looked me up and down in that calculating way that some women have, then she looked away. (I should add that she doesn't know what I look like, because she gave evidence behind a screen, and insisted on the public gallery being cleared as she walked to the stand. But I know what she looks like, because I google her every day, and have seen her facebook page, and lots of snaps and videos of her at various "celeb" parties - she is a "stylist to the stars").
Immediately my legs nearly gave way, and my heart started thumping as though I was fighting for life. My sight went all distorted and I thought I was going to pass out. I rang R, and said "I really need to talk to you". Initially he didn't believe that I had really seen her, but I was 100% certain, and he eventually believed me.
I was torn - part of me wanted to run up to her and thank her for changing my life - for making me realise how much I love my husband, for giving him no option but to pursue the job of his dreams, and for making me understand exactly how strong and resilient I really am. But I knew that she could very easily claim that I had harrassed her, so I refrained.
However, now I am GUTTED that I didn't take this opportunity to speak to her. It was a chance encounter that will in all likelihood Never happen again, and I lost my chance to make her feel incredeibly uncomfortable whilst being highly complimentary to her(!)
I hate myself right now. Help!
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