'You loser!" screamed Katie, aiming a vase at her husband.
"You've destroyed my life,'' she continued, hurling it. "Just look at my hair, look at my nails! You loser, you jerk, you nobody."
, Jack, whose property portfolio disintegrated in the financial crash
, had just told his wife that she would have to cut back
on her thrice-weekly visits to Nicky Clarke, the nail salon in Harvey Nichols, and the oxygen facials, chemical peels and seaweed wraps at Space NK.
The New York Times has finally come out and said it - marriage is about money
Furverts, Expectoration, and Body Inflation.
A handy guide to the other side of Valentine's Day.