It seems that no one wants Judy's clothes. Jas took some of them to sell through a friend or a shop that she knows in Bath. The shop only wants designer and her friend only wants every day things. Judy's stuff is too good for that but it is not designer. Maybe I should just put it all in the small room and set fire to it. With me inside. I just feel so desperate today. Why do I even bother to keep making an effort. Who am I doing it for? I just want to die.