Published by CUSTOM BOOK PUBLICATIONS Taking two steps at a time Fozzy hummed to himself, pushing the bedroom door open with his left elbow before stopping dead in his tracks. He could not believe his eyes. Fred, as far as he was concerned was not a pretty sight in khaki work shorts, but his hairy arse moving up and down on his wife's body was even worse. Champagne bottle and glasses hit the tiled floor and the expensive liquid splashed everywhere. Erupting like a fountain, it joined the millions of glass shrapnel skidding across the floor in front of their bed. 'Ahhhh ...' Melvin yelled, rooted to the ground and unable to avert his eyes from Fred's hairy backside ... A story of lust and love, infidelity and divorce... and the enigma called family law. Required reading for anyone stupid enough to engage a lawyer or solicitor and expect to win