Ultimatum Time Again

Feb 2017

Having spent nearly 2 months in a luxury waterfront apartment, courtesy of the Insurance Company, Proton has been living in the shed for 8 months.

Charm has returned to her Grandmothers.

Since August, baby boy has returned in order to sort out his flat and LIVE THERE. Initially allowed in his mother’s house for 1 night, this turned into 4 weeks. Only ending when Electron dropped in one Sunday afternoon to find Strangeness asleep and Quark (who had also been banished) sitting at the kitchen table looking as if he had been heavily indulging . Electron flipped, and immediately texted Charm:
“It’s all been a waste of time, Rip van Winkle and the Junkie are back in your mother’s house. WTF”
The next day they were both gone. Strangeness back to Grannies and Quark to god knows where.
Now Strangeness has been kicked off benefits, for missing various appointments , not surprising when your post is delivered to an address where you never visit.
He now has to sort this out. He has no gas, electric or water and no money. Electron still believes this should not stop him from living in his flat. It would give him an incentive to do something to sort things out. Proton is of a different view.

“He should stay once again in her house while he sorts things out, at least for another day as the months are getting colder. ” Even more reason to sort out heating thinks Electron.

So, Strangeness writes a letter to his landlord asking to be contacted on his new mobile phone (courtesy of Proton) and promptly turns his phone off for the ensuing 4 weeks.
Like his phone, he goes back to sleep.
No benefits arrive. Every week the same story,

“Maybe next Friday I’ll get the money and then sort my debts out………”

Protons kitchen is now infested with dry rot. Mysterious mushrooms are growing from the ceiling and all down the back door but this troubles Strangeness not. Proton is waiting for Electron to sort this out. Baby Boy cannot tackle the problem without full body protection and a face mask which he does not have (according to Proton) – although he does have these in his own flat, Proton having bought them for sorting out the wet rot in his own flat .
The mushrooms continue to grow.

For the past months Proton has been slowly pursuing her insurance claim for carpets, sofas, electrical goods etc, but this still has not been resolved. Like the rest of her family there is no sense of urgency about anything. The house apparently is still uninhabitable for her.

That’s what she thinks.
Electron thinks otherwise.
If her son can live there so can she. She needs to finally own up to her destiny. Like her mother before her, she will live with her siblings for the rest of her life.  That is what Electron believes. She just needs to own up to this.


All is not well in the shed.

Electron is sick of not being heard. Of having to put up with her boys behaviour. Of having to listen to Protons depressing views about anything that comes onto the appalling talk radio station she listens to all day. Of being talked at as soon as he walks into a room. Of having no relaxation time whatsoever. Of having to sit with every light in the house on. Of being told to go to bed when he is told, if he doesn’t fight to go to bed when he wants. Of putting in a 18 hour day every day and never having any peace to think. No quiet time. No life.
Its ultimatum time again, and this time he means it:
If her son (or sons, she does not know, nor care) are still in her house come 1st March, she will be taken back to her house to live with them ever after. Deliberately there is a word missing in that last sentence.

The word is happily.

Electron has given this ultimatum several times in the past few months and has been told that Strangeness will go to his flat. This does not happen and Electron always backs down. This time he really has no intention of doing so. Enough is enough. He has to reclaim his life. He feels he has wasted 24 years of it in this so-called relationship and can take no more.

The dying men, of his age, whom he saw on his hospital visits with Proton haunt his mind.

He has to start living soon.


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