Last time I was in hull, which was a long time ago, I noted that every female in the city was wearing the same outfit and the exact same make-up. I am led to believe that a similar situation still exists there and in most other Northern cities. The good news is that you'd have to be the elephant man not to get laid (assuming you would want to).
This is obviously nothing to do with pleasure or enjoying herself, but a pure business decision.
Where else will she find the next vital sperm to further her baby-farming operation?
With kids at 3, 4 and seven she will see herself not just needing a new house, but a welfare increase in these hard times, and babies are good profit.
As her offspring get more expensive to feed and cloth, the economics of her chosen business get stressed, so as the local authority start to take the financial weight off her, and take the existing brood into care, profits go out the window!
She must be prepared for the next trench, to keep the cycle of benefits going.
The message to women like this is indeed "go forth and multiply"
Looks like she got her clobber of Sanjay's stall. She looks the type that gos out with a tenner and comes home pissed with a tenner and spunk dribbling down her leg. Her fanny will have took more batterings than a fish shop owner.