h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I've rung the Tenants' Advice Service, on the recommendation of my housemate, and they assure us that we can win any conflict with the estate agents over whether or not we should be allowed to keep living in our house. I am sure that they are right, but I want to avoid conflict if possible - I'd prefer to be able to preserve my bond, and my own self-image as a good tenant. It's reassuring to have somebody indicate that they believe in me, though.

The weather has been good. Sunday was a beautiful day, although it's meant to rain again today. I didn't ride around much, because I was too busy being disturbed about the prospect of being kicked out of the house, but it would have been a perfect opportunity, I suspect. I think, from the synoptic charts on the weather maps, that next weekend will also be OK, though, and the opening ceremony for the Games will turn out all right.

I had a long and involved chat with Anya, yesterday. Anya's another of my friends from the gym, and she's a good reminder that, even when things are at their worst so far, they can happen even worse and in even greater numbers to others! Because of the lovely weather yesterday, though, we sat in the driveway, under the sun, for an hour after coming back from Hudson's café, before I even thought to invite her in for some more coffee. We had a nice, long chat about life's exigencies - of which she seems to have a fair few more than me - drank some coffee, talked some more about astrology, Taoism and life's chances and vagaries, and then she went home. Beautiful day! It was a relief to be able to talk about something so straightforward and interesting, with an articulate person in my own dining room, and my dining table had not ever been used like that - as all dining tables should be used - before.

It's clouded over again, though, and the rent's due. Why are Mondays like this?

P.S. The estate agents rang me back and told me that ‘the owners' have allowed us to stay, on the condition that we finish fixing the problems. Like, ‘duuhh!'. Re-inspection's on the 27thof September. Glory hallelujah!

Now that your domicile is secured, go for a bike ride. It looks beautiful out there and I am trapped in here *points helpfully at his surroundings*.

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