Thirty years ago today
On Monday my new landlords Helga and Peter told me they’d decided they didn’t want to share their rented house with anyone after all and asked if I would kindly move out. I couldn’t believe they would invite someone to go through the trouble of pulling up their roots and then expect them to just move again after settling in when I’d done nothing to hurt them whatsoever other than just being another person in their lives. I refused to move and they immediately put the wheels into motion to try to evict me. It turned out that Helga was particularly talented in that kind of devious endeavour.
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