Dear Hillary,
A lady friend of my wife has asked her to find her a “farang” as she considers that is as good as winning the lottery. She said she told her friend to go to Walking Street as that was where she could meet farangs. I suggested that the farangs in Walking Street were more interested in a short time liaison, so that probably wasn’t the best place to go looking, as any farangs will think she is a working girl. A better place would be networking events for the Chambers of Commerce. Do you agree with me, Hillary?
James

Dear James,
I do agree with you, my Petal, even though not all girls in Walking Street are bar girls, but that is where the farangs go to find some excitement for the evening. The Chambers of Commerce networking sounds a much better idea.

Dear Hillary,
I found out that my wife has been cheating on me. This was a great shock, as I thought everything was OK in the household. We were not fighting or anything like that. I only found out because she came home drunk one night, after being out with “her friends” and after I challenged her, spilled the beans that she had been out with what she called her “gik” and not her friends. He is married and has grown up children. She said she wanted our marriage to continue (12 years and we have three children) and said she would finish the affair. Everything seemed to be OK again, but six weeks later when she was up country for a family funeral, she meets the guy again and spends a night with him. I found out about this accidentally another six weeks later when I saw messages on facebook between them.
My friends are all saying kick her out, but she is the mother of my three children and was a good wife until recently. She says it will never happen again, but that is what she said the first time. She realizes that I cannot trust her, but is asking that I give her time to show that she can be trusted again. I can forgive her, Hillary, but I cannot forget it, and every day it goes through my head again. What’s your opinion on this? Let her stay or finish it now?
Bill

Dear Bill,
I applaud your decision to not do anything as a knee-jerk reaction. As you say, she is the mother of your children and had been a good wife. After 12 years, a certain staleness can happen even in the best of marriages. I think your wife has shown a rather immature side to her nature, and has risked destroying the marriage. The gik is also a very selfish person, willing to have an affair with a married woman with children, knowing that these things always get found out sooner or later, and that the family unit can be broken by his actions. Provided you can find it in your heart to forgive, I would suggest that for the sake of the children, keep the family unit together. I would be insisting that all contact be cut off between your wife and the gik, and I would give her time to show that you can trust her again - but if she were to have another affair, it would definitely be the end of your relationship.

Dear Hillary,
These gals round here are sure difficult to fathom, well way beyond me anyhow. There’s this little one in the bar I go to, and I go there at least three or four times a week, and I’ve been seeing her a bit lately, in fact I was thinking of making her sorta permanent. Anyway, I goes in last week, like normal, in fact I was feeling pretty good and thinking about telling the little gal the good news, and you could have blown me over with a feather as she’s sitting there with this other feller, all lovey-dovey like and gives me the big ignore. I was in half minds to have it out with both of them, right there and then, but thought better about causing a ruckus and I haven’t been back there since. They’re welcome to each other, as far as I’m concerned. I’ve found another bar. What I want to know Mrs. Hillary, is they all like that over here?
Walt

Dear Walt,
Ah sez to mahself, I just doan know whether to laugh or cry at your predickerment. Are you for real? What shower you all come down in? You frequent the alleyways staffed by rental girls and then complain when the one you rented last week wasn’t there just for you, but had been rented by someone else. Not only are they welcome to each other, but you’re welcome to your other bar too. I’m sure that the girls will all be waiting in line, just for you, for those three or four times each week. Give me a break, Petal. And by the way, it is Ms. Hillary, not Mrs. Hillary.