It is over. Pupu has told me I must go and I am devastated. But we have agreed that  instead of me moving to a flat or so forth, I may have a hut of sorts in the garden. She has asked Bogdan the maintenance man to build this for me and I will be to oversee and supervise. Of course it will have to have a small annexe for Helmut if he comes to England.

Pupu said I was a sad excuse of a man living in the shadow of porn music. I cried for almost three hours when she said this but now I am more resolved to carry on. I made my vow to Klaus and I will be keeping it.

So now, of all the crazy humiliations, Bogdan the maintenance man is building my new home. He has a team of men called Roy, Roy, Malcolm and Ted. They are very good men. They have given me very good tips about new girls for my food experiment. They gave me a phone number for a girl in Buckhurst Hill called Candi who will do ANYTHING!

They have also given me great introductions to a financial planners  in Woodford Green called William Hill. I went along with the £15,000 from Helmut's savings and they took it from me most enthusiastically. I didn't even need to fill out much forms. So to Les and his team - thank you!



I must away now. I am sleeping in the tent until Bogdan and Roy, Roy, Malcolm and Ted finish the hut.

Peace,

Jan Sink