Just as one door closes behind me another slams in my face.
Just as one door closes behind me another slams in my face. No sooner have I got rid of 5,000 books piled up in my house, than the next bomb shell explodes on my door step. The landlord now wants to put my rent up. I shall meet them half way, but I now have to go through the pantomime of threatening a rent tribunal if they don’t carry out work to the property. I could really do without this, as things don’t seem to be settling down. Steve Sign in to see full entry.