On several occasions I’ve seen Franco Debono with Labour billboard girl Lara Boffa, usually past 6pm, at the coffee shop around the corner from his office in Valletta.

Theres even a Franco IIC

Village Bicycle: the salon was Tower Road c/w Fawwara Lane.

H P Baxxter, Michaela Spiteri’s family fortunes were founded on the proceeds of a hairdressing salon. Perhaps there is a genetic link between that career and certain types of (un)social behaviour.

No, for just the one.

@ Daphne

“The reality is that women, too, have a choice and the choice and decision are generally ours. It is naive to think otherwise. I am as feminist as they come, but I do not use feminism or support for women as an excuse to distort the reality of human relationships. ”

I do not think I said the above. I said that I do not think highly of women who have relationships with married men and do not care about the consequences, thereby implying that I understand they have a choice. Perhaps I have not made my point clear enough.

Maybe less of “he’s just an idiot”, “he didn’t know what he was doing”, “she lured him away” and more of “why couldn’t he man up and take care of his children” or “why can’t he appreciate what he has?” or “seriously, still chasing skirt?” would be good.

So my main point was that by saying that the woman “prised” him away, and always seeming to just say this and not the other, denies an aspect of the reality. We seem to remove responsibility from the low-life man a bit too often.

[Daphne – Catherine, there is no way I am suggesting that men who do this are not despicable. And very often, their own wives know they are despicable but are quite prepared to deal with that to save their children – not themselves – from the alternative.]

‘Jurisprudence runs in the blood’. Perhaps, but in this case, it doesn’t.

The judge you are thinking of is married to Dr Spiteri’s mother’s sister – so no blood relation, but an uncle by marriage, or as they say in Maltese ‘ziju tar-rispett’.

And her uncle (or great-uncle)? Jurisprudence runs in the blood, you know.