Author: Ms Editor

London 21/02/1990 Wednesday Got a letter from my cousin with shocking news. Firstly she said Elmo had died in a car crash on the 26th of December. It made me think of my dream at the end of October, about a car crash. He hit a truck and died instantaneously. Unbelievable! Then our grandad Gennaro.…

London 10/02/1990 Saturday Went to a party last night. First I went to Letitia’s house after work. Mauricio, Gilberto, 2 other Brazilians and Gilberto’s English girlfriend were there. I said I’d be there at 8 but didn’t make it until 9… Joe wouldn’t let me go until 8:15. So I got there and off we…

London 04/02/1990 Sunday I haven’t had time to write… On Monday I went to Letitia’s as it was Mauricio’s leaving party, which got cancelled, but she couldn’t get hold of me and I went there. She cooked pasta for me and Gail (her friend and flatmate). I like her so much, she’s like an older…

London 26/01/1990 Friday I’m still working like a slave… Joe’s wife, Pat (she had been off sick), has been back to work since yesterday. She’s twice my age and has twice my energy! What a woman! She works from Monday to Monday, more than 12 hours a day, and she never stops… No wonder she…

London 23/01/1990 Tuesday – First Job Hi! I started work yesterday. Joe, the owner, nearly killed me. He didn’t let me stop and breathe for one minute. I worked from nine to seven and earned £18.00. 10 hours non-stop. Well I stopped once for 15 minutes to eat and have a cigarette. I put prices…