INTVEE lives alone. She had worked as a typist but was made to leave when her employer got rid of everyone over 60. She had put her name down for a corporation flat as had heard some landladies wouldn't keep tenants on if they were not in employment. She was allocated an old age pensioner flat. INTVER thinks she is now terribly lonely and out of her depth finding herself alone in a strange environment, unemployed and having to look after her house and cook for herself for the first time in her life. INTVEE thinks she would not mind the flat so much if she was still working and not in it all the time, her days are so long and dreary. She had furnished her flat from Martin's in George Street, the salesman had picked it all for her.