Garr, landlord's ahoy

Isn't it just typical?

When we moved into this property five months ago, we didn't have keys for the windows and it took four phone calls and a week and a half to get someone to come round and get us a key.

Then, in the height of summer, ants came up through cracks in the parquet by an internal door and made their way up to the windows to fly off in a mating frenzy! That took three phone calls and we were told to use ant-spray (with a pregnant lady and two cats in the property)! They came a week later to seal up the gap!

Now, towards the end of our tenancy, when they have already served us a notice to quit in a surprisingly aggressive and officous manner, the weather has changed and mold has appeared on the back wall. We called them two days ago. It was arranged yesterday that someone would come on Friday before 12 midday. And I got a call a few minutes ago to tell me the decorator was 30 seconds away and was on his way over.

Peter, of course, chose that moment to start screaming for a feed, and now we are still waiting for the workman to show up!

I was going to use this post to talk about vaccinations and Acorn the car, but that will have to wait for the next post now!

So long, for now!