The sad fact is that he wasn't allowed to work in a bar, but made to understand quite forcibly that he was expected to continue in farming by supporting his father. He was told to ditch Suzette, Julie was frowned upon too, though maybe by Boxing Day 1984 June had relented somewhat after her heartfelt talks with the vicar and she was afforded a modicum of pleasantry whenever she crossed the threshold of White House Farm.
However the gruesome truth remained that Jeremy was already plotting mass murder by this stage, his plans temporarily thwarted when Sheila cancelled the proposed Christmas visit. He was forced through the motions of farming to satisfy the terms of his father's will, gleaned when he stole the safe key (he accomplished a similar feat at Gresham's and of course the Osea Road burglary) and the cheques from his mother as supplementary income having dried up he became morose as London beckoned but was temporarily out of reach, until of course that final act of diablerie which resulted in the premature inheritance, part of which now being the Maida Vale flat, vacated by acts so wicked they remain beyond most human comprehension.
