Yeah. Always this time of year things seem to get nasty
Appreciate your advice, boys. She's asked... well, you know, demanded, that he give her cash for the other kid - which I am glad to say he has taken a stand on, and said 'no' - on the grounds that, as mentioned, it's not going through the channels/bank. And if she wants to make him
his responsibility (and not the biological dad's, therefore) then she can - but that comes with the right to then actually
see him. Which at present, doesn't seem to be happening.
Sadly I get a bit sick of this 'inequality' thing - as if everything in life favours men. This is rubbish, you just have to look at the media, and try and remember the last time you saw a woman been portrayed as the henpecked idiot of the pair - yet plenty of the ads on telly seem to reflect the idea that men are ham-fisted clueless jokes who can't even flush a toilet properly, or bring the shopping in from the car. Which aggravates me. Also, the idea that men can't be 'mothers' and that we actually prefer to work 50 hours a week with a bunch of often dull people we had no real choice of being with, instead of seeing our offspring growing up and developing, while 'poor wifey' is 'stuck' at home all day, apparently beating clothes clean on rocks, and black-leading the Range, if the stereotype is to be believed.
The times he's come in to work, telling us he's had to do all the washing at the weekend, change the kids clothes, because they're covered in days-old muck, not to mention the times he's gone round, to find them still in bed, hungry, because she's still in bed late morning hungover.
In hindsight we should have recommended the TV Crews went round her place, when
Skint came to Grimsby a few months back, at least then there's have been video evidence of how cr@p a mother she is. Ah, blub in the dock and say 'I'll try harder, your honour honest, I pwomise' and no judge or jury in the land would dare give him the custody of the kids. As we know, all men are wife-beaters and all women are brilliant mothers.
Told him to start a diary of when she says the nasty/threatening stuff to him. You know the sort of thing-
"you can't see the kids tonight, changed my mind. You can see them tomorrow morning."
"That's my footy practice. You know I go every sat morning, every week for years."
"Ahh, well, I'm offering you to see them, if you don't want to, then fine. You don't get to see them at all this week, then."
etc...
Might also be an idea to start to conduct some of these conversations over the phone, that way he can record them, actually.