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

home near Hertford, ‘the Manor’ as I will call it. That Friday
she had to spend all her housing benefit just paying the bills!
The Housing Association had already threatened her with an
eviction letters some weeks earlier!
They promised to let her work even before getting the CRB, and
she went for training on the following Monday 2 nd March and
Saturday 7 th March. However as I write on Thursday 12 th
March, she signed on for about the tenth time every two weeks,
just yesterday, and after I bought her a drink and a sandwich
at the adjacent ‘Six Templars’ pub – she picked up a meagre
£25 crisis loan giro cheque that she had arranged using my
phone that morning! Yet STILL there is no news of either job,
so at the Jobcentre she was yet again looking on their
computer booth for more jobs!
Then on Saturday she heard that she had been unsuccessful in
getting a job at the ‘Manor’ near Hertford – despite training for
two days there last week. I tried to get her out of her resulting
gloom by buying the ingredients for a lovely supper for her to
cook, of avocado prawns, sirloin steak, courgettes cooked in
butter and garlic, and crème brulee to finish. She phoned the
agency Manpower today, at my request, after a nice walk up
the River Lee in the sunshine and back down the King’s Meads
– through some mud at the end. They just said there was still
no sign of the final reference from her last employer, but a
meeting about her was actually going on just then! She had
earlier at my flat called the CAB about this job and possibly
claiming backdated housing benefit, but had the wrong number.
However the Housing Association got a message through to
him, and he called just as we got to the mid point of our walk,
near a convenient bench, where Julie sat and arranged to meet
him again – with me – this Wednesday – in Hertford.
Julie and I at last resume being ‘an item’ again in a full
love affair relationship! Eating in and out…
On Sunday 22 nd March I had given Julie all that was left after
gambling it a bit longer unsuccessfully of my £71 winnings – as
she needed a battery prior to her car’s MOT on Friday - £50.
She did a lot of cleaning in my flat on the next day, Monday,
when we bought the battery, as a result. Then on Tuesday she
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