I was certain that Rhian would be up - simply far too soft an option face-to-face not to gain multiple votes!

However, Samantha would have nominated her regardless... and if Rhian survives will nominate her again...

Yes!  On launch night, I noticed that Samantha said hello to everyone who was already in the house but basically seemed to ignore Rhian, barely even looked at her.

Its a long standing feud between them, can't remember all the details but Samantha was one of the journo's that did a story on the Vernon Kay sex txt thingy with Rian....

I snoop on my man's emails because I don't trust other women, says Samantha  Brick

  By Samantha Brick

PUBLISHED:01:20, 10 July  2012| UPDATED:09:00, 10  July 2012

My personal safe is bolted to the floor in my  office.

Within it, among the passports and birth  certificates, is a notepad containing all the passwords for my husband’s phone  and email accounts.

To be honest, I don’t really need to glance  at the combinations of numbers and letters in that book any more: I know each  and every security code off by heart.

For, as far as I’m concerned, my husband’s  emails, voicemails and texts aren’t just his business — they’re mine,  too.

I read, listen and check all of them daily.  And I don’t mind admitting that I open his post, too.

While you might be appalled, let me say I'd  never consider my actions as spying or the desperate efforts of a paranoid wife.  In fact, I consider it to be protecting my marriage.

It’s not that I don’t trust my husband,  Pascal — I do. I just don’t trust other women.

So I applauded Jools Oliver’s honesty — and  agreed with her actions completely — when she admitted at the weekend that she  did the same to her husband Jamie.

Asked if she felt confident about his  dealings with other women, she said: 'Yeah, I’ll check his emails. I’ll check  his Twitter.

'I’ll check his phone. Everything seems fine.  He says I’m a jealous girl, but I think I’m fairly laid back  considering.'

I’ve had dealings with Jools: I worked with  her briefly when I was head of entertainment at Sky 1 in 2000.

She was not yet a mother, and I found her to  be a very smart woman in possession of a razor-sharp wit, who cut to the chase  in every conversation we had.

She is neither self-doubting nor questioning  of Jamie’s commitment to her.

Anyone who writes her off as an insecure  housewife does so at their peril.

It’s my belief that she could have had a  broadcasting career to equal Jamie’s.

Yet she chose to stay at home and raise her  family instead. I, too, take the domestic side of my life, and my marriage,  seriously. I’m a wife first and part-time writer second.

I have two words to say to those women who  dismiss Jools and me for being insecure and not trusting our other halves:  Vernon Kay.

In February 2010, TV presenter Kay admitted  to his wife, Strictly Come Dancing host Tess Daly, that he had exchanged ‘racy’ text messages with five women, including a glamour model he had met in a  nightclub.

According to Kay, the messages started off as ‘pretty innocent’ before becoming explicit. At the time, Tess, rightly in my  opinion, responded: ‘The trust is gone.’

My experience has shown me there are scores  of women who are morally bankrupt when it comes to using every form of modern  communication available to snare an already taken man.

Men seem to have no idea about how pitifully  easily they can be trapped by unscrupulous women hell bent on hooking any chap  they fancy.

Unfortunately, emails, texts and messaging on  social networks allow women to try their luck with men who would normally be  off-limits.

Jools Oliver admitted that she checks Jamie's emails,  Twitter account and mobile phone to make sure no other women are in touch with  her husband

The flirting options are endless: a ‘poke’ on  Facebook, a suggestive re-tweet on Twitter, a saucy message on email or text.

Forget exchanging longing looks over the  coffee machine or lingering over the tea trolley — these exchanges are  accomplished within seconds (though the dire consequences can last  much longer).

The fact is that women are brilliant  communicators: we excel at composing flirty one-liners and sending carefully  worded ‘friendly’ messages to members of the opposite sex.

And that’s why every morning the first thing  I do on waking, after checking my voicemail and emails, is to check my husband’s  messages. When I scan through his emails, I scrutinise his inbox for female  names. When I find them, I’ll open the message and run through the text, casting  a beady eye over how they sign off.

Vernon Kay admitted to wife Tess Daly that he had sent  racy messages to Rhian Sugden

Most are work emails, but if it’s personal,  I’ll print it off and ask him who the person is. There’s always been an innocent  explanation and now, perhaps unsurprisingly, such messages rarely arrive.

But that wasn’t always the case — hence my  keeping a close eye on the situation. When I moved in with my husband, he had  been single for 18 months.  Yet the moment he was off the market, other  women saw him as a challenge they couldn’t resist.

One persisted in phoning our home, usually  after ‘wine o’clock’. Her slurred voice and drunken pleas to speak to Pascal  made me question whether he was telling the truth — that there had never been  anything between them.

My husband — in typical male style — didn’t  want to take the calls, preferring to ignore them and hope she’d stop calling.  So it was left to me to make contact with this person’s closest friend,  suggesting she should have a discreet word with her drunk-dialling friend.

We were also dealing with a former girlfriend  of his who, on learning Pascal was in love, decided to bombard him with cards,  love letters and pictures of herself (we live in France where such ‘jealous’ and ‘possessive’ declarations of love are considered the norm).

If that wasn’t bad enough, there were also  crude and explicit text messages which, perhaps predictably, arrived late at  night. We’d normally have no choice but to turn off the phone.

Four years on, such crude messages no longer  arrive and I consider myself happily married.

But of late, we’ve spent increasing amounts  of time apart as I’ve been back and forth to Britain helping my mother look  after my grandmother, who requires round-the-clock care.

While I trust my husband, and he has no  objection to my scouring his communications, it still doesn’t stop me from  checking his phone on my return. Pascal isn’t the most technologically savvy  person and so, in the time it takes for him to make me a cup of tea, I’ll whizz  through the call history on his mobile phone.

And if there are any numbers I don’t  recognise, I’ll do what any sane woman should do: I’ll ring up and check exactly  who it is.

It’s always a supplier or customer (Pascal is  a carpenter), but checking puts my mind at rest.

As the number of texts I have received from  my husband during our five years together can be counted on one hand, I know  it’s utterly unlikely he’ll be sending text messages to anyone else. Even so,  that doesn’t prevent me from checking to see if he is in receipt of any.

Recently, there’s been a spate of texts that  suggested they were from another woman — urging Pascal to text a number to  receive a photograph of her.

'While I trust my husband, he has no objection to me  scouring his communications'

At first, my mind went to places I’d rather  it hadn’t, but I soon realised it was a money-making con by some texting racket  that had chanced on his number — if you text back, it costs you a fortune.

Of course, that conclusion wasn’t reached  before the message had triggered a row of epic proportions. 

I don’t think my approach is possessive — rather it’s eminently practical. I also believe openness and transparency in  marriage is the key to such a relationship thriving.

Consequently, my husband and I don’t harbour  secrets, neither do we have clandestine accounts, undeclared mobile phones  or belong to any of the myriad online social networks.

Just as I check up on him, my email account  is on his computer and I’ve written down all of my passwords and security codes  for him, too.

I don’t, as recommended by a friend, keep  back ten per cent in our relationship. It’s all or nothing — and that’s why,  when my husband or I are on the phone or writing letters to other people, we do  it in front of each other. We don’t have anything to hide.

For anyone who thinks I’m overly suspicious,  consider this: a married friend of my husband has recently bought a  pay-as-you-go mobile phone for his own ‘independence’.

It’s no coincidence that he has also struck  up a friendly camaraderie with a local waitress, too.

That, in my opinion, is all the justification  that women like Jools and me need to keep tabs on our husbands.

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What a sad woman. At least Tess could say 'the trust has gone', she obviously doesn't trust her husband at all, despite her protestations. Anyway, who would throw herself at him? 

I know.

If she is so beautiful why would would her man stray.