I am in a turmoil of exes.

Went out to meet last ex-girlfriend for a drink on Thursday (this is the one I dated for three months over the Summer before deciding there wasn't enough spark). A few beers in, there was still no spark, but it was nice to see her. We can be friends, she says. Another beer in and I was telling her about my ex-lover (the one I went out for lunch with recently, the one who makes me sad but who I can't seem to get out of my head).

Her advice - toughen up, move on, even if that means you have to think less of her to do it. If she was that great she wouldn't have walked away from someone like you.

Swaying home drunk on the bus, I was halfway through a text to 21 year old student girlfriend (the one I slept with last month but have hardly seen anything of since) when I hit send accidentally. It was a not-very-well-written "what's going on? I'd rather you dumped me than strung me along" sort of text. I'm not sure I was going to send it. It must have seemed quite abrupt. She was a bit miffed. She dumped me.

Three exes in one night - see what I mean about a turmoil of exes. Maybe that's a new collective noun.....