Keepingquiet, I know exactly what you mean. I worked all my life, brought up my daughters alone after divorcing when they were young. Can’t believe that after all that I’m surviving on the state pension plus 2 tiny pensions from my employment. Part time work isn’t an option for me as I’m in the benefits trap. I get help with my rent, so I’d have to work at least 20 hours a week before I started seeing any extra money. And before anyone jumps to the conclusion that I’m of the ‘entitled’ type, I used to own my own home and worked hard to pay my mortgage and give my daughters a good life. I was a nurse working long hours on my feet and exhausted by the time I got home. I sold my house once my daughters had moved out to help them get on the property ladder themselves, so they effectively had their inheritance very early. I didn’t really give too much thought to where that would leave me once I was retired. I was earning a good salary at the time, certainly enough to rent a one bed place for myself . If I hadn’t sold when I did, I would have lost my house anyway during COVID as I worked freelance, so wouldn’t have been furloughed plus I was diagnosed with breast cancer just before the first lockdown. So really I retired 2 years early. It’s such a shock once you get over the novelty of ‘living a life of leisure’. My life revolved around work, my social life stemmed from socialising with colleagues, so I felt cut adrift. I imagine it’s so much easier as a couple as you have a constant companion and can literally go anywhere and not look odd. It’s taken me 2 years to realise women are still vibrant and full of life in their 60s and shouldn’t be written off. I no longer feel I’m sitting in a waiting room waiting to pop my clogs. It’s just a pity that it’s so hard being on your own. It feels like you’re continuing your struggles from before retirement, just in a different way.