I got up this morning at 6.30 am to get ready & set off to work (Job 1 of 3).
I ran around the freezing cold house (My home for 20 years, which I may lose soon as I am struggling to afford the rent), trying to get dressed as quickly as possible, as there is no heating.
This isn’t due to the timer not clicking on, or even because there is a temporary fault – This is due to the fact that living in Britain today, people like me, who work 2/3 part-time jobs, who are not “caught in the benefits trap“ completely but teeter very precariously at the edge of it; are in abject poverty.
There is no Gas, as after I pay my monthly £500 rent & £140 Council tax, my £60 telephone & TV, my…
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