So, here we have a thread where you moan about lying and insinuating, and here you are lying about where I live, lying about knowing Lyndsey and lying about asking him about me pirating his films. And of course insinuating, again, I am a pirate.
Hilarious.
Paul, you fucked up. It's OK. You resorted to crime to make a living, that didn't work out so you fled the uk, bought a wife, rent a shack in a cabbage field and force her to go out to work as a secretary, the lowest sort of work a woman can do, because your immigrant benefits can't cover the bills.
I understand why you are so angry and bitter. 30 years in the game and you have nothing to show for it. I'd be pissed off too.
I guess this is another weekend where she has taken the kid and fucked off so she doesn't have to spend any time with you.
Must be awfully lonely. You can't speak the language and your own family fuck off to get away from you most weekends.