
Rather a bit late in going today but that was due to the fact that cuz had Karen mark 2 , i mean Zeena, overnight. I saw Fran at the bus stop this morning, and she cannot believe the idiot is selling the house. Everyone, including Colin and her has tried to steer him away from such a drastic move. There are other options he could have taken, including equity release, bit the dunce is so stubborn to burn his bridges behind him and fuck anybody else.
He wants to go and see New York and pay off Z's mortgage. Right, but i know and Fran knows he will piss all that money down his leg again. My options are either rent privately, too expensive, or get on the housing association list , or declare myself homeless with the council. Jeez.
We have not been talking for days, He sent a text to my phone this morning demanding a hundred for council tax, money towards the boradband, TV and his fucking Sky channels. But hey, if he is selling i will need that money to help me secure some new tenure. It does not compute.
So i did Hastings today , a charity shop, and picked up a DVD and much needed trousers for around a fiver.