Kate Legge

He's a journalist at heart.

And he married a woman for whom, you know, everything is copy.

And so he understood the need to write about it.

And he's also said that as I wrote about it, he watched me heal.

and that that was a really positive thing to come out of it.

And I really do feel that.

One word in front of another, trying to find an understanding of what we've gone through has really, really helped me.

It feels weird asking you about the gory details on this bit, but it is in your book.

How did he put it to you?

Did he explain why he was telling you this now when he told you...

He was having an affair in 2007?

Well, the first time he told me about it, he had to tell me about it because her husband had been sleuthing through their phone accounts and was going to tell me if my husband didn't.

And so that was the reason why he called me out to the garage in the dun-coloured hue of dusk.

And there, surrounded by the paint cans and the detritus of hard rubbish, he dumped his own.

And he didn't... He was able to finesse the chronology, so he really diminished...

the affair and downplayed it.

But it still didn't stop me from being bereft and hopping into the car and driving around the neighbourhood wondering where I was going to land with my stinking trouble.

It was Sunday night.

People were getting ready for school the next day, you know, supervising homework.

And I decided after a few laps of the neighbourhood that I was going to go back home and just hold on to this thing tight.