Considering all we have discovered about Jim Perrin’s past relationships, it is interesting to note that after our sister died of her cancer he managed to gain the support and loving sympathy of at least six other partners—up to the present—(two within the year of Jac’s death) with the claim that he was himself now dying of the disease: they could hardly have missed this tragic coincidence…
His account of the illness, see: ‘Jim Perrin diagnosed with Terminal Lung Cancer?‘, and his patient suffering and acceptance as he dealt so bravely with his failing health; together with his ‘history’ of past distress—the ‘lack of any real love or understanding’—was to make him the irresistible subject for the ministrations of the sensitive women he seems to have targeted (they were never without property or means) and with whom, successively, he began A New Life. Continue reading →
We have written of our sister’s meeting with Jim Perrin in late 2002 and of how he went to live with her—’a safe house’—in 2003. She had no idea of his pressing necessity to leave Llanrhaeadr ym Mochnant or that his intention was to outmanoeuvre the Child Support Agency. Jac was unaware of that aspect of his life, he made sure that it was so, and it would be many months before she learned the truth; even then, only partially.
In several posts we have mentioned Jim Perrin’s slippery evasion of this agency and we fear that inadvertently the impression might have been given that our sister was party to his actions. Knowing that he had a small baby, why did she appear so accepting of his parental neglect? Why had she involved herself with one apparently so heartless, and disrespectful of another woman—the mother of that child? The answer is that Jac had not been told and she did not know. Continue reading →
[We can only apologise to our readers for the unusual, but necessary, length of this post…]
In October, 2002, (according to the invoice of a removal firm dated on the 18th. of that month) Jim Perrin’s household effects were taken from his previous address in Ruabon, near Wrexham, Denbighshire to ‘Manchester House’, Llanrhaeadr ym Mochnant, Powys—both in Wales. We know that he was living at his new address (and he said so himself, in West) when our sister, Jac, met him again—such ill fate—after knowing him briefly in the distant past; it was at a reading in ‘the Pavilion’, Llangollen on the night of 29/10/2002. Continue reading →