I've got three exes.

One is a hippie, lives in a gypsy caravan on an organic farm (run by his capable wife who looks like I did 30 years ago) with stained glass windows, has a huge telescope thru which he looks at the universe in all its glory, paints mandalas, goes surfing and flies kites. We are still good friends.

the next is a businessman, lives in London, has an antiques and shares, suits & briefcase lifestyle. enough said.

the third is a pianist and artist, earns his living through his music, studies Kabbalah and plays, sings and writes new Orleans style blues. we are still good friends.

two are wasbands, one is a hex.