lance state as authorities launch bugging operations against 1,000 people a day. Councils, police and intelligence services tap and intercept the phone calls, e-mails and letters of hundreds of thousands of people every year, an official report said. Those being bugged include people sus- pected of illegally dumping garbage. The report, by Sir Paul Kennedy, the Intercep- tion of Communications Commissioner, has fuelled fears that Britain is becoming a state where private communications are routinely monitored. It also found the phones of innocent people were tapped in error. Britain already has more CCTV cam- eras per person than any other country in the world. The Daily Telegraph W E E K E N D P O S T WATCH S OC I ET Y BY REBECCA FIELD JAGER I could tell by the look on her face that something was wrong. Liz and I hadnt talked for a while, but ours is the sort of friendship where, when we get together, we simply pick up where we left off. We had left off several months ago with her telling me how much she adored the new man in her life. It was a Sunday morning in a crowded greasy spoon in which we had some- how managed to snag a booth, and she, giddy with the pleasure that is newfound love, had summed up her beau in one sentence. He has millions of friends. Say no more. We both knew what that meant. Hes popular, therefore hes a nice guy and therefore he will be nice to her. But that was then and this was now when, in a different restaurant, in a different season, she tried to be cheerful, but the sadness in her soul had seeped into her smile. Whats wrong? I asked before we even had our coats off. We split up. What happened? At first it was great, she told me: They were going out all the time to parties or for dinner with a bunch of other couples, or weekends away to someones cottage where theyd all sit around and soak up rays on the deck, drinking and playing around like people in a beer commercial. Even on ordinary weeknights, there was always something happening. She would drop by his apartment and a gang would be there watching mov- ies or sports or playing cards. It was a lot of fun but, unless they were having sex, they were rarely alone as a couple. Even when we were making love, if the phone rang, Id actually have to give him the evil eye to keep him from answering it, she confided. And when it was just the two of them, he wasnt the gregarious sweet- ie-pie he was at parties; instead, he was grumpy and sullen. Without a crowd, he could barely find the en- ergy to speak. Without communica- tion, the relationship crumbled. How could I have been so wrong about him? she asked. I didn t know, of course, but I knew this much was true: She wasnt the first and she wouldnt be the last woman to ask that question. To find out why we fall for men who eventually fall short of our ex- pectations, I sought the help of ex- perts who immerse themselves for a living in the muck of marital messes and ruined relationships. Larry Nissan, director of the Psychotherapy Institute in Toronto, says that our expectations are wrong to begin with; that, as a rule, women interpret behaviour without enough information and then jump to con- clusions that are incorrect. He offers the example of a man who dresses to the nines at work. A woman may assume that how a man dresses at work is how he will appear to her as a lover, he says. But the guy could end up being the type who, after getting dressed up all week, doesnt want to get out of his underwear all weekend. For many women, thats where the real trouble would begin. She would assume that a man who doesnt get out of his undies for 48 hours is taking her for granted, which means hes not trying any more, which means he probably doesnt love her, which means he al- most certainly has found someone else. Its like the wrong-assumption train flying off the rails. But there is a way to put the brakes on. You can put an assumption to the test of time, Nissan says. That way, you make an assumption based on reality, not wishful thinking. Nissan recommends visualizing a straight line with three dots on it: one at the beginning, one in the mid- dle and one at the end. Every time a man exhibits a specific behaviour you mark it, or your assumption, next to a dot. If he exhibits the behaviour three times in a row, a consistent pattern re- corded over time emerges that means the assumption is likely correct. Lets say you tell your man that something is bothering you. He gives you a hug and asks if youd like to talk. You can safely write Hes sensi- tive to my feelings next to the first dot. Spin the clock ahead to the next time you tell him youre upset. If he asks you whats for dinner, your as- sumption is breaking down. At this point, the lack of consistency alone should give you pause. Karyl Pope, a psychotherapist based in Burlington, Ont., says paus- ing is not something women do well. Having been in practice for three decades, she will say point-blank that an overwhelming majority of women dont take the time to look closely at a mans behaviour, and when they do, they have a tendency not to look too deeply. They examine things but theyre looking for evidence of qualities they want to see, Pope says. Once they spot it, they jump to a positive con- clusion, and ignore the things that dont support that conclusion. And women agonize over what went wrong. If you meet a man who is perfect, the assumption is hes a real catch, Pope says. But people who appear to be perfect often focus on their partners flaws and weaknesses because it helps maintain their own perfect image. She offers the example of the total- ly put-together guy who at first comes across as helpful because he offers to take you shopping for a new outfit, say, but after a while has a comment every time you go out. Gee, Honey, you should try bangs, theyd cover the lines on your forehead. Sadly, women jump to the wrong conclusion about all sorts of things, especially money. Pope says, Women assume that if a man is successful, he works hard and therefore will work hard on the rela- tionship, too. But the truth is, men who are doctors, lawyers or sports heroes dont have to work as hard in relationships. And they dont. I asked Pope to give me the low- down on seven other commonly mis- interpreted behaviours and things to look out for to make sure youre on the right track. I ve just returned from my most boring vacation ever. Allan and I chose Sanibel and Captiva islands because they have maintained their wetlands, and bird and alligator sanctuaries are said to flourish. It goes without saying that most of Florida has been cemented over to accommodate sanctuaries for Taco Bell, Walgreens and condo- miniums, most of which are now for sale. We were encouraged by reports that artist Robert Rau- schenberg kept a house and studio on Captiva for a time. Certainly, he was a sophisticate. To get to these wildlife reserves you must drive through Fort Myers, a cement park, until you arrive at Periwinkle Drive in Sanibel. Its just as cute as it sounds. There is a shop called Alice Sells Sea Shells by the Sea and a restaurant called Grand- ma Dots. So where are the alligators? I asked Allan. He hates driving in unfamiliar places and wanted only to get to where we were staying. Once we get settled, my goal is to find a decent place to eat, he announced. Thats all I ask from this vacation. Allan is not interested in seashells, an island specialty, but hoped there was a sanc- tuary for key lime pie. Fortunately, our hotel faced the sea. Unfortunately, the sea was soundless: no waves of breakers. Whats the point of being on the sea if you cant hear it? Allan grumbled. I didnt mind. I got up every mor- ning when the tide was out and walked along the beach feeling the sea breeze. I kept thinking of every- one freezing in Toronto, which made me feel even better. By the time Allan was up, the breeze had gone down and it was too hot for a walk, so he sat on a deck chair and studied his drivers manual. Allan has reached the age where he must take an exam if he wants to keep his drivers licence, and one would think he was back at Oxford the way he buried his nose in that manual. We had brought three books about Picasso written by John Richardson and he didn t crack one open the whole time. I decided that, no matter how good an artist he was, Picassos misogyny and deviousness made him one of the great SOBs of all time. To tell you the truth, I am a visual idiot and dare I admit this? Picassos work leaves me cold. Around the third day, I asked, So when are we going to the wetlands to see the birds and alligators? (My friend Popsy had been there a few days before, but she hadnt sounded all that enthusiastic. I did see a roseate heron, she said, but it was pretty hot outside.) The Fort Myers area is sometimes called white bread country. You rare- ly see Hispanics, Jews or other eth- nics who like Florida. And you will never find a loaf of 12-grain bread, either. So one good thing is that when we had breakfast out, every- one was fatter than I am, diet worries not having reached this part of Flor- ida. While I searched unsuccessfully for skim milk for my cereal, every- one else was eating Belgian waffles topped with Dream Whip, stacks of pancakes with artificial maple syrup, hash-browns fried the day be- fore, instant grits and eggs any way you want them all free extras. I ordered chaste poached eggs, but in this place all you have to do is inhale to gain weight. But the orange juice was fresh. I counted off the days by the num- ber of key lime pies Allan consumed. Few met his standard. Key lime pie must be tart, with a graham wafer crust, and I dont think you can get a true key lime pie in Florida. Key limes are very small and grow on smallish trees in privately owned gardens. I doubt if they have groves of key lime trees for supermarket consumption. Poor Allan, over the course of our holiday he was given cheesecake key lime pie, key lime pie with no lime flavour and a deconstructed key lime pie in which the key ingredients were served separately: a little cup of lime sherbet in the middle and a graham wafer cracker on the side. There was not much to do except visit the bird and alligator sanctu- ary. So one day, when everyone was wearing a jacket because it was only 70 degrees, we decided this was the day we would see the roseate herons and alligators. When we arrived, we were told we could bike through the sanctuary or take a little train. We Gotliebs dont bike. We were told there were two al- ligators in the estuary and about 50 people staring at them. Our leader said that if one more person breathed on those creatures theyd kick the bucket. We did see a bunch of roseate herons at a distance, though opera glasses would have helped. But there were other herons, grey and white, that thrilled Allan. That same day we ate at Grandma Dots, where he had the best key lime pie on the island. There were also wonderful oysters. It was sufficient to prevent utter desperation. Weekend Post Hangin with the fatties in Florida SONDRA GOTLIEB Our vacation in the land of faux key lime pie MIKE STOCKER / SOUTH FLORIDA SUN-SENTINEL / MCT So where are the alligators? wondered Sondra Gotlieb. Behaviour He has millions of friends. Assumption He must be a terrific guy. Possible reality He is unable to be alone and is needy for attention. Test Do you ever call him and hes spending a quiet evening at home? Does he ever turn down an invita- tion to a party to spend an evening alone with you? If not, be prepared for a relationship that never deepens and for the day when hell be in the driveway chatting up the neighbours while youre stuck in the house look- ing after the kids. Behaviour He cries during Lassie. Assumption Hes sensitive. Possible reality He may be able to feel emotions only on a fantasy level or for people he has no direct contact with. Test Listen for him to say things like, I was so embarrassed when or I felt so bad when I did this If youre with a guy for a while who never expresses his own feelings, especially negative ones, he wont be comfortable talking about his personal pain or yours. Behaviour He has wonderful manners. Assumption He is educated and thoughtful. Possible reality These are behav- iours he has learned to impress you and people he perceives as important. Test Watch how he treats those who work in the services and strangers on the street. As James D. Miles said, You can easily judge the character of a man by how he treats those who can do nothing for him. Behaviour He treats his mother great. Assumption Hell treat me great. Possible reality Hes a mamas boy. Test Ask to meet his mother and pay attention to whether he treats you just as well in front of her. If she hap- pens to criticize you, and he doesnt come to your defence, run! Behaviour He tells you all his troubles. Assumption He is humble, open and honest. Possible reality He has perfected his presentation of pathetic because he knows it attracts women who are fixers. Test If, when you meet his friends and co-workers, the first thing they all say is, So, youre Bobs girlfriend. Isnt that terrible what happened to him? hes likely one of those guys who wants everyone to look after him, especially the woman in his life. Behaviour He doesnt kowtow to anybody, even people in authority. Assumption He is confident and assertive. Possible reality Hes cocky and aggressive. Test Observe him when he speaks to cops, customs officers and other people who are in charge of a situa- tion. If he seems unduly rude, angry or pushy, he may suffer from an inferiority complex, which means youll spend the rest of your life sweating bullets every time youre pulled over, trying to cross the bor- der or dealing with the taxman. Behaviour Hes a good lover. Assumption Hes a loving man. Possible reality Either through a lot of experience or a lot of porn, he has learned how to impress the new girl in his lair. Test See how he treats you in bed when youre sick. If he dotes and is equally intent on helping you feel better, hes a keeper. Weekend Post NE W- B OYF RI E ND RE A L I T Y C HE C K He seemed like the perfect guy Womens assumptions about men often lead to disappointment