G has recently had a baby, and thyroid cancer, in that order, so I don’t want to upset her by dumping F.

However, I’m incandescent with rage at F because of her tightfistedness.

I invited her to my wedding and made a large donation in lieu of favours to the charity that she works for. (She’s a fundraiser/events organiser). Husband and I both have certain health problems in our families, so we could have picked those,but we picked her charity, to be nice.

She turns up to an expensive Saturday wedding in a Dublin 4 hotel, with a card. I hadn’t included a wedding list, cos I think they’re tacky and vulgar, but that doesn’t mean I expected to fork out €75 for a meal, €250 for a donation to her charity, and get a card in return! That was 7 months ago and there’s no sign of a gift.

She won the bet on the length of the speeches and appalled the whole table by trying to put the money in her bag. She had to be bullied into buying a round by a bloke we both know.

She grew up in a very rich area but her Dad didn’t come from money and worked his way up.

She came to my 40th birthday a few years ago and gave a card as well, despite the fact that I’d hired a room and some catering. I will always have to be at least civil to her, but do you think I should call her on her meanness?

There was one ringleader who had actually been my best best friend until that point and the other girls just sort of followed suit. One girl in particular never actually did anything on me, just ignored me. About a year ago I saw that girl in the bathroom of a nightclub. It was just the two of us at the sinks and I thought it a little immature for us to completely ignore each other. I decided to be the bigger person and just nodded and said hello to her. She looked at me, raised an eyebrow and laughed in my face before leaving the bathroom.

After I got over the initial shock, I laughed myself. While I like to believe I’ve matured in the past nine or so years since the incident, she obviously hasn’t grown up at all. I pity her, to be honest.

Husband became friends with a lad, similar interests, nice fella, only recently moved to the area with his wife. Wife a few years younger than me. Got friendly with them, she was a little full-on, but I did enjoy the company and having a friend nearby (my long-time friends live far away). Gradually I started catching her out with little lies, but I passed no remarks, she had no friends and was very naive so I let it go. She’d always share far too much information about her relationship with me, I felt like she was trying to get info from me, so I was very wary. Then I treated myself to a new perfume & jacket after losing some weight – she bought the same. We were at her house one evening & I used her laptop to check emails & facebook (my laptop was broken at the time) and at half 11 that night, I got the security text from Facebook to say that someone was trying to access my account from the same device. Never trusted her from that day on, and later found out that anything I had told her was getting twisted and passed on to her husband – My husband came home one day livid because the other lad had told him I had said I fancied a local man – it was HER who said that, not me. Absolute nutjob. Finally decided to phase her out when I got a text at 6am saying “I just turned my computer on and your blog popped up, you never said you had a blog, that’s madddddd” – Eh HOW did it just “Pop Up”?! Just had to cut her out completely, she was dangerous – sweet to my face and saying god knows what behind my back. I still get the odd “why are you not speaking to me” text but I don’t reply. Fruitcake.

God this site is like therapy.

So no, it obviously doesn’t bother me at ALL….

It’s genuinely shocking the effect someone’s name can have on you, I feel sick thinking about her, absolute wagon. If I met her I’d probably hide too.

Case-in-point – my friend is still know as “the feminist” by the boy’s from our neighbouring boys school! Even though that was mabey six years ago that she earned the nickname!….Presumably because she wasnt as easy as some of the girls in that circle.