Katy and I never really settled our feud. I put up with her as best as I could, but I was way too stubborn to forgive her. Of course with time came the realisation that it wasn’t all her fault. We were all to blame. Either way, I had to focus on more pressing matters, like finding a job and a permanent place to live. I was staying with Liz, but, just like Alex at the time, she had only gone and found herself a bloke to shack up with. Except Liz’s man was moving into her place, hence no more room for the lesbian. Andrew had been Liz’s accountant for five years. He was quite a whizz, the way he cooked her books. Don’t ask me how it happened, but they were friends for years and then they fell in love. And what a love story it was. Liz quit the biz, they got married and had three children. I am the proud godmother of their youngest son, Scott. Why they would think I’d be a good influence on him, I have no idea, but there you have it. I do have responsibilities in life after all.

Finding flatmates in London wasn’t the problem, finding suitable ones, however, was quite a challenge. But before I could start my hunt for a room I needed a pay-check to cover the rent with. I called my old boss, Theresa. I knew she would help me. She was as crazy as they come, but dependable as a rock. Bendable morals don’t make one a bad friend, quite the contrary actually. We met for drinks.

“Lee, so good to see you. How are you? Tell me everything.”
“Well, I’m back in London, so obviously things didn’t work out with Claire.”
“I heard about that. I’m really sorry, Lee. In the end I thought you two made quite a good pair.”
“That’s debatable, but you know, stuff happens. Have you spoken to her?”
“I have. But we don’t discuss personal matters, you know that.”
“Yes, sure. I was just wondering. Is she doing OK?”
“Let’s not talk about Claire. You’re back in London. It’s exciting. You must be happy to be back?”
“It’s good to reconnect with old friends. But you know, I’m single, I have no job and no place to stay. So yeah, I guess exciting is the appropriate word.”
“Oh Lee, cheer up. You have friends in this town. I’ll ask around. I’d take you back as my assistant in a heartbeat, but I suppose you’ve grown out of that position now. And working for the same company as your ex doesn’t strike me as the best idea either.”
“That’s a nice thing to hear. What’s gotten into you, boss?”
“I’m just glad you’re back. My new assistant isn’t half as much fun as you.”
“You could fire her. You are the boss.”
“She does an excellent job, though. She’s just not as open-minded as you.”
“No more Monday morning tales of weekend debauchery?”
“Not quite. But listen, I know some people who are looking for an extra housemate. I actually think you may like them.”
“Really? How so?”
“They’re of the same persuasion as you.”
“You mean they’re gay?”
“Even better, Lee, they’re lesbians.”
“Oh Theresa, you never fail to disappoint.”
“I know. I’ll e-mail you the details. They’re a couple though, so do try not to come between them.”
“Yeah right, like I’m such a heartbreaker.”
“You are, Lee, you just don’t see it.”
“Oh stop it. Anyway, I’ll meet up with them, but I’m not so sure I want to move in with a lesbian couple.”
“Why not? What could be better than that?”
“For starters, being one half of a lesbian couple would be better. And not being confronted with one incessantly while being single would be as well.”
“This is life, Lee. You have to take it as it comes.”
“Oh I know, boss. But thanks.”

To be continued…