London and my future husband…
I was again doing my London thing for the 2nd time in 1975 when Alan and his then live-in love, Amy popped into my jean junction store. I was in the Oxford St. store closest to Marble Arch then. Chris P (I think)was the manager (more about him aat (at another time)).
Alan ended up buying a horrible pair of dungarees which cost him £14.99, pretty expensive back then. He told me years later that he really did not like them, but felt he should buy something because I worked there. I remember the dungarees were tight (like all the denim that guys and gals wore back then), with flared bottoms in a mid blue wash. As I was the cashier I was not on commission unlike all the other young souls who worked there.
He asked me if he and Amy could spend a night at my place so they could save money. I had moved out of Ty’s place and was living in a bedsit in Kilbourne. It was a brutal breakup (for me). However, I lucked out when I had poured out my heart to Lyn. another cashier. about what a scoundrel my Ty was and she kindly suggested a very viable solution!, Lyn who was from Wales, lived in this bedsit, but she lived most of the time with her love, another JJ salesman, Zeev, who like me was in my 20’s (I think he was even older than me) and was from Israel. She suggested that I move in with her and as she would hardly ever be there, it would be like my own place, and it would be helping her out by halving her rent. It was a win-win situation for both of us and of course I accepted.
Speaking of Lyn’s Israeli boyfriend, JJ, like many other boutiques on Oxford St was staffed by a sort of United Nations. I met people from France, Italy, USA, Malta, Lebanon, Portugal, just to mention a few countries of origin.
I remember the day I moved into the bedsit. It was a beautiful summer’s day, Lyn was as usual at Zeevs and I put on my music. Funnily enough, I have no recollection of how I moved my stuff that day!! What the day even more delightful was that I had a fresh bottle of codeine linctus (Maat) to make me even happier! Sad isn’t it, or maybe pathetic is a better description!
Back to Alan and Amy: either I gave them directions and the key, or else they arrived after I had finished work that day. My bedsit consisted of a big living/dining/sleeping area, a separate kitchen (probably communal) and a communal bathroom and toilet. Alan and Amy slept in Lyn’s bed, me in mine. Both were single beds. I did not hear a peep out of them once they were in bed (thank God)!
The significance of this occurrence is that there was my husband-to-be sleeping with his girlfriend in the same room as me, years before we got together and wed! Get It? Aww well…
In the end after 3 or so months, I gave notice to Lyn and moved back in with Ty (no great surprise to me…). The ending of the story of me and Ty is quite predictable…..(Maat)