Mad bitch
And, I suspect, not the only one who will be profiled in the QOTW. She insisted she was 30 but in retrospect must have been at least 40. I was 19 and living in her house - the one the council paid for due to her claiming under two different identities.
Normal day:
She stays in bed until 2pm. I'm up at 8 to clean the house and look after her daughter (10 and thankfully a very cool, well-balanced kid against all the odds), VERY quietly. If she woke, there would be hell to pay. When she got up she wouldn't have a civil word to say to me, I'd have to make her all her meals and I would inevitably get it wrong and be shouted at. She would be in a shit mood with me all day until mid evening when she would begin to mellow. We would eventually go to bed, have sex, then she would turn into a ball of hatred again and find an excuse to kick me out to sleep in the spare room. Every day was like this for months.
Other highlights:
1) I wasn't working at the time but had given her all the money I had for board - about £500 for the 2-3 months I stuck it out (this was in Scotland a long time ago and living costs were cheap - this was a fair amount of money for the purpose). At a later point, she bought an £80 guitar after getting her dole (I didn't ask her for this and she didn't ask me if I thought it was a good idea). She couldn't play, I could. Later that day I was denied buying a £1 magazine because apparently "WE" had bought a guitar today. Within 24 hours she insisted that I wasn't allowed to play HER guitar - the one she couldn't play at all...
2) One day she decided to have the garden landscaped, with a pond, several levels, a stream, etc., etc. I was informed that I would have to do this. Without any kind of tools. And that I wouldn't be allowed back into the house until it was finished. Thank fook she gave up on this.
3) I wasn't allowed to speak to any other woman apart from my sister and my mother, and them only on sufferance.

When I finally saw sense and left before finishing with her, she called me, made me call her back from a phone box and kept me on the line for 5 hours (no exaggeration) until I was sufficiently worn down to agree that I would go back out with her again. Within 24 hours she finished with me in order to take up with the guy she had been shagging behind my back for some weeks.

What a six months that was.... still, she got her comeuppance when she was reported to the dole for her fraudulent claim (not by me) and someone burnt her boyfriend's (the one she'd been shagging) flat down. As for me, I fortunately learned my lessons and have never allowed anyone to treat me like that since.

Apols for length, there wasn't much left by the time she'd finished with it.
(rampants, Thu 21 Oct 2010, 14:23, 6 replies)

Your mum?

( The Scrunt Wants a Dozen Pints, Thu 21 Oct 2010, 14:32, closed)

Yes
...it was my mum. Definitely my mum. Not yours. No, not yours. Mine.


Do you poo in pint glasses by the way?
(rampants, Thu 21 Oct 2010, 14:34, closed)

Were you in love with her?
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(Miggyman, Thu 21 Oct 2010, 14:49, closed)

Was I in love with her?
No, but I was a mere whippersnapper and hadn't been in love with anyone. I WAS in love with the next one though, she was mental too but in a way that was much more troublesome to herself than me... great shag tho, MUCH better than the subject of my story. Best I have had until the current lady (and I'm not saying that cos she's here, she isn't, it happens to be true.)


MMM, the sex...
(rampants, Thu 21 Oct 2010, 19:46, closed)

That is . . . .
well Jeremy Kyle!!
(jonnyninetails, Thu 21 Oct 2010, 15:06, closed)

I think she now lives next door to me
Judging by all the screaming and shouting that goes on.
( shinyshinyscalp less a man, more a way of life, Thu 21 Oct 2010, 18:24, closed)