Very publicly caught out
When my missus was at uni, she was one of a fairly tight-knit group of about 10 girl, all of whom were on the same course, went drinking together annd so on. Most of them shared occomodation with at least of the others.

One sunday morning, one of the group hadn't returned home from the previous night's revelries. The traditional "you still alive" text was sent to her and a reply was recieved saying "yeah, met a nice bloke last night, still in his hotel room. Will fill you in later"

So ater rolls around and she gives a few detail - she met an Irish lad called Steve in a bar, a few drinks were bought and she ended up in his hotel for the night and all was good. She said she wasn't sure she'd see him again, since he traveled a lot with work. All normal so far.

A few weeks later, she tells everyone over lunch that the Irish lad had been in touch. He was back in the UK and was offering to pay for her to get the train to whever her was, so they could spend the weekend together.

This went on for a few months - every couple of weeks, she'd mention Steve had been in touch and she was going to spend the weekend in Leeds / London / Glasgow / wherever. When she came back from these weeknds, she would divulge the details of what she'd been up to, bars and clubs they'd visited and where they'd eaten. It was clear that Steve had a few quid but she was really cagey about what he actually did for a living, only saying that he worked in the music business.

This went on for a good year or more, where she'd be disappearing off to see Steve for the weekend, having a great time and telling everyone about it. It just became accepted that this was her boyfriend, though no-one had actually met him.

After what was probaby the best part of 18 months of her seeing Steve, everyone was hassling her to get him to come to Manchester so they could all meet him. She made excuse after excuse, occasionally being a bit ysterious, saying stuff like "he can't because of his job"

Eventually she lets slip while pissed that the reason she can't have Steve meet everyone is because he's in a band and their manager didn't want them to be seen with anyone, since they had to appear "available" for their public image. Again, this didn't seem out of the realms of possibility.

Still more time passed and eventually it emerged that this Steve was a member of a boyband called "Boyzone". Now, with the benefit of hindsight, there is a massive flaw in her story but, at the time, considering how long it had been going on, everyone believed her.

This continued for a good while, she went off to see him most weekends and would come back to tell everyone about the great weekends she'd had.

It all fell down one day, when The Sun's front page ran the headline "Boyzone Stephen: I'm gay and I'm in love".

She wasn't seen for a little while after that.

Props to her for keeping a lie up for the best part of two years, though it was pretty bad luck that she picked the gay one of the five. She did eventually admit it was bullshit though...
(ScousersPet, Fri 14 Jan 2011, 15:48, 3 replies)

So where was she really then?

(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Fri 14 Jan 2011, 16:33, closed)

I've always wondered this
Not least because all her family lived in the same city she went to uni in, so it wasn't like she was going to see them or anything.

Weird
(ScousersPet, Mon 17 Jan 2011, 9:53, closed)

What was she really doing for all that time?
(skrinklelada, Fri 14 Jan 2011, 20:26, closed)