The threads are moving at the speed of light, I can't keep up anymore!
As a pauper Frau, my life from 70s to early 90s was spend in various guest houses and bnbs as guests of the council along with other vulnerably housed families and lone adults down on their luck, recently released from prison, moved for safety, young mums, etc etc
Have a feeling I have written about this already but the houses were generally beautiful old houses with zero love in them. Communal areas were cheaply put together, woodchip wallpaper and the landlords were, without exception, nasty mean fuckers.
Everyone who lived there was either vulnerable or predator.
Shared TV lounges, cheapy cheap cheap breakfast cereal, some landlords would do fry ups and roast dinner and try to Shag your vulnerable mum ( mostly with success)
Being not allowed into your own home during the day with no money and nowhere to go is the pits.
Seen very vulnerable people with learning disabilities treated like this and just roaming the streets or hanging out in the launderette when not in their daycare.
My recollections are old.
With the dearth of social housing now and the increase in social issues I can only imagine these places have become worse for vulnerable adults and children
.hope she never achieves her dream of supporting the council by setting up an actual haunted hellscape.
In lighter news I'm a recently diagnosed ADHD Frau so obviously I am now the resident expert on jack and neurodiversity in general.
Looking back at prediagnosed me to the me now I can confirm I have been an hole at times, I generally felt terrible about it, never knew where it came from and always felt such deep shame and self loathing.
Since becoming an adult, gaining more insight into how to behave like a decent person has been invaluable.
Getting the diagnosis really helps me to see when I acted out of character and did things I never understood #reactivefrau.
I don't see the diagnosis as a reason to give myself carte blanche to be awful to people then blame it on my ADHD, chronic pain , trauma etc and I will work doubly hard now to listen to my brain when I'm reacting to slights/ perceived slight and work out how to deal with it better. Knowledge is power not a reason to absolve yourself of adult responsibility.
This has been my mid morning soapbox
The time now is 39 minutes past three or one hour and twenty minutes to five (, partridge voice)
Glad I was a le to join the thread in time to see my Easter bonnet.
It was bleeping horrendous and anyone who aspires to be an HMO landlord is likely to be greedy narcissistic Tory bleep.