The bottom line of this perhaps rather long narrative, is not, as I initially started out as a perhaps green, green badge cab driver, who did not move to the valley of Diesel “Ilford” with the obligatory new cab, wife, mortgage and two kids.

No one more surprised than I at the realisation of what has materialised, a first hand description humiliation and deprivation of the British working class from the 1930's.

This erosion brought about entirely by deliberate policy of successive governments.. and the ten draconian years of Tony Blair who deliberately, for whatever reason, encouraged the influx of irrepresible waves of the World's disenchanted onto these shores, by doing so, creating a powerful, intimidating, devisive weapon against the indigenous labouring masses and a hard core of … crime, poverty and unemployment… the triple iron fist of all governments,plus Enron, 9/11, Afghan conflict over oil, Kosovo all emphatically used by Blair; any outcry was by "politically incorrect racists" as Dr David Kelly was to find to the cost of his life.

The differential between rich and poor, is greater now, than during the Middle Ages.

Saturday December 9th. 6.p.m. minus six degrees.

Still tempted to dawdle by the wayside.. Cynthia just rang ..long conversation about very little ..Always squeeze my piece in.. just to wynd her up, to start her off. It could be said she is the most sexually aware woman I have ever met. Have seen her attempt to screw a tram, or smooth round bits of it, such is the state she gets herself into when I am near.. Never cease to be amazed at her insatiable appetite for sex.. with it she throws in incantations, the complete package. Three's up she is supreme, going into a hypnotic frenzy... Very quietly reminding her of this, becomes coy, drops her eyes saying she "doesn't like it at all.. only doing it for me" Little else she could say to preserve some modesty.. some "decorum" a favourite word of my Father....

My words to her this time gently undulating about Aurora.. intention being to start where I left off.. next 'Visit'.. Cynthia laughed, said Aurora actually quite willing, her hang up being afraid of causing any friction.. jealousy, a very timid, gentle person, unable to understand that she could be loved by two people at such a tangent to Society.. that she could be loved.........at all.
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