On Wednesday 23rd Septemebr I finally left the marriage we had shared for 37 years and the home we had shared for 8. I was an emotional mess and tears were not far away. By arrangement he had got out of the way and the 2 men moving me did so as efficiently as they could within an few hours. It was so hard to do. By the time I reached my new home about 10 minutes away, the tears were forgotten.
I have no shower, there are bare floorboards in the hall, the garden is a wasteland and I have a few bits of mismatched furniture and limited funds, but it welcomed me with its tiny 60s heart and I