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NO more relationships with 'girls next door'!; - after TWO in the 'Priory Street Posse'!

‘True Love Reigns’ after another break lasting many years. With a truly slow, dreamy, so ROMANTIC love affair with “ma (Menopausal) Grandma Julia Conyard next door”… With her equally unmissable and unforgettable wayward foster daughter Rachel Conyard-Whorewould! From 7/7/7 – with a whole sixteen month timeout surrounding all of 2008 - right up to about 9/9/9… The fifth part of his autobiography, covering 2007 into 2009 with the theme “With Doctors like these, who needs Enemies?” FOURFold il Professori Emeritus sed moltissimo Modestus Mr Simon Richard ‘Pilchard’ Day Lee BA MA (Cambridge) CEng MIEE MIET MInstMC Electric Zen Buddha (as on Face Book)

‘True Love Reigns’ after another break lasting many years. With a truly slow, dreamy, so ROMANTIC love affair with “ma (Menopausal) Grandma Julia Conyard next door”…

With her equally unmissable and unforgettable wayward foster daughter Rachel Conyard-Whorewould!

From 7/7/7 – with a whole sixteen month timeout surrounding all of 2008 - right up to about 9/9/9…

The fifth part of his autobiography, covering 2007 into 2009 with the theme “With Doctors like these, who needs Enemies?”

FOURFold il Professori Emeritus sed moltissimo Modestus Mr Simon Richard ‘Pilchard’ Day Lee BA MA (Cambridge) CEng MIEE MIET MInstMC

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picked out beween us – about 40 – of all <strong>the</strong> ones we had<br />

taken, mostly me of her topless! Chris had taken a few of us<br />

both on Monday as well, and we had snapped each o<strong>the</strong>r <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

Water Gardens <strong>in</strong> Harlow while shopp<strong>in</strong>g. Quite a selection<br />

emerged on <strong>the</strong> very high quality gloss paper I had bought<br />

earlier, but pr<strong>in</strong>t<strong>in</strong>g took five m<strong>in</strong>utes per three 6”x4” pictures<br />

per A4 sheet of such paper – as I chose highest quality.<br />

Wednesday started badly, <strong>with</strong> two severe ‘mental health<br />

<strong>in</strong>trusions’ – first Chris woke me up yet still came <strong>in</strong> for an hour<br />

– <strong>the</strong>n Jackie pestered me on <strong>the</strong> phone about ‘hav<strong>in</strong>g my<br />

depot tomorrow Thursday <strong>in</strong> case of stress due to <strong>the</strong> funeral’<br />

when I had already accepted that my sa<strong>in</strong>tlike Mum is now <strong>in</strong><br />

Heaven! The f<strong>in</strong>al last straw that made me very grumpy and<br />

irritable when Julie called to take me to Matalan at Hertford was<br />

that my two copies of ‘Scientific Proof’ both arrived <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> post<br />

from Curtis Brown – <strong>with</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir usual non-commital rejection<br />

notes! ‘Julie Cool’ as I often call her, soon calmed me down,<br />

and I bought a black tie, black suit, cream shirt and a few o<strong>the</strong>r<br />

th<strong>in</strong>gs <strong>in</strong>clud<strong>in</strong>g a present of an iron for her – she had very<br />

loyally done all my iron<strong>in</strong>g for me s<strong>in</strong>ce we started go<strong>in</strong>g out,<br />

borrow<strong>in</strong>g my own iron as hers was useless. She went home to<br />

prepare spaghetti bolognese for us both for tea, and I shopped<br />

at Tesco. When she phoned my mobile it was to say “supper is<br />

ready!” while I was still <strong>the</strong>re. I was up till three am typ<strong>in</strong>g up<br />

<strong>the</strong> last three weeks of this diary.<br />

Thursday I was supposed to be visited by Jackie at 3pm,<br />

shortly <strong>after</strong> I woke up <strong>after</strong> a late night. Meanwhile <strong>next</strong> door<br />

Julie was f<strong>in</strong>ish<strong>in</strong>g off <strong>the</strong> rest of a large pile of my iron<strong>in</strong>g <strong>with</strong><br />

her ‘excellent’ new iron, as she said. However when Jackie was<br />

delayed I went shopp<strong>in</strong>g to pay a bill at Barclays, and Tesco,<br />

got back at 4.30pm and rang her, to say I felt f<strong>in</strong>e, and was<br />

very keen to stretch out <strong>the</strong> dose frequency to four whole<br />

weeks, ‘which always worked for 20 whole years’ I said – so I<br />

wanted to have <strong>the</strong> depot as late as Friday week. However, I<br />

would give her <strong>the</strong> <strong>in</strong>vite and directions for <strong>the</strong> funeral this<br />

Friday, when she came round, and could she take a depot kit<br />

on Monday – just <strong>in</strong> case I got stressed out which as I said<br />

earlier was extremely unlikely, as I just knew Mum is now<br />

happy <strong>in</strong> Heaven at long last, <strong>after</strong> 76 years and count<strong>in</strong>g… I<br />

rang Julie and <strong>in</strong>vited her round for a ‘cooked breakfast<br />

supper’, and she said she would come round <strong>with</strong> my iron<strong>in</strong>g at<br />

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