THE TABLE TENNIS FRIEND
Arlene befriended one of the top table-tennis players of Ballarat, and was indeed very impressed with him.
One table-tennis event she wanted to stay behind to watch him play while I waited around in the car for an hour or so. That evening I knew this marriage was in trouble. Since then she made the moves to befriend him and even invited him to our home a couple of times, where she referred to herself and Mr Beaton as "us". Such a disrespectful cunt.
In her subsequent diary entries, her husband was considered the third party. From there it went steeply downhill. What followed were a number of email exchanges every day. While I was preparing our breakfast, Arlene had to check his emails... emails and lengthy phonecalls in the faternoon (quickly hanging up when she saw me coming home) and emails in the evening. And the playing of his music in her earphones just about every day, all day. She became obsessed with him.
Then there were the secret dinners in Ballarat, telling me some fibs but in reality they spent their time at his house.
Stll, she insisted they were 'just friends'.
I always made it known that I had no objection to a friendship but asked her to modify the relation with him which she refused, citing 'human rights'. Ok, I also have my human rights not having to share my wife with another man and not having him 'sleep between us'.
In her emails to him (of course I should not read them, except she was normally sitting next to me typing them), she habitually rediculed me. When the day came for an arranged counselling session, she wrote him "No matter what the counseller says, I will not leave you"... ever heard about the meaning of marriage, Arlene?
Arlene refused to attend the second arranged counselling session, on which I simply informed her that our marriage was over.
The next step up was in the making... having seen more of the world (New Zealand), time to pursue her table-tennis ambitions. Arlene forgot the meaning of 'marriage'.
THIRD STEP UP
Later she left with her new red 'space car' I bought her (Toyota Yaris), saying "I won't come home tonight".
TOON THE CONTROLLING MAN
Various claims she made to her friends to justify her exit (nothing substantiated except that I read some of those emails between herself and Mr Beaton), but in reality:
THE DAYLESFORD HOUSE
On visiting Daylesford to inspect a house, we paid a deposit on one (only having seen it inside once). However, the next I saw a much nice place and suggested we check it out. "No No", was her answer - "we decided on this one and that's it".
Well, the house turned out to be a nightmare to live in. No dampcourse, no good insulation, leaking windows, it was always extremely cold in winter and excessively hot in summer.
UGLY LEAKING SHEDS OUTSIDE HOUSE
I wanted to demolish them, she said "No No..."
NEW DAYLESFORD SHED
The bicycle we brought from Sydney was rusting, nowhere to put it but outside. I wanted to construct a new shed, her response "No No..."
TRACTOR FOR FARM
When I proposed we buy tractor for the farm, she said "Wait until the house is finished..."
OFFENDING TREE AT ENTRANCE ON NATURE STRIP
I wanted to cut down the tree right at the driveway entrance, which always risked breaking the car antenne on (too close to turn-in). Her response "You're not cutting down anything..."
SHELVES IN TOILET
I suggested I make built-in shelves in the toilet, response: "No no... " (When Arlene was in Perth, I commenced works and was almost finished when she returned).
TWO NEW DESKS WITH DRAWERS IN OFFICE
I suggested we buy a couple of decent desks with drawers... "No No" was her answer. Years later still stuffing around with a bench where little boxes, pens and paperclips cluttering up the workspace.
ETC
Mind you, I always supported her 100% in her table tennis ambitions. A controlling man?
THE PROPERTY PROCEEDINGS
Although she earlier she said she would never ask for any money (should we ever part), she now wanted as much as the law would allow. She surely has been advised by Mr Beaton.
Many claims were made about how supportive she was to me, etc. etc.
Mr Beaton will learn one day that it's not a good idea to covet someone else's wife, even if she is throwing herself at you.
Unfortunately for her, she stuffed up by not responding in time to a letter from her lawyer, resulting in them closing the file.
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We met in the Philippines through mutual friends in the INC (Iglesia Ni Cristo) in the Philippines. She was a Medical Practioner.
The happy couple... photo taken in the back yard in Maroubra (Sydney).
Arlene seemed a little reluctant to proceed with the wedding... we left the arrangements until time was running out. She was worried about a 'shoe dropping'.
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