Trying to find accommodation - the first time I have had to do this for myself. No agents here, you have to ask around and everyone has an "uncle" who has the perfect house. Spent most of the weekend being ferried round building sites and assured that the pile of rubble and rusting reinforcing rods being half-heartedly straightened by two men with one hammer would be an amazing house in a couple of weeks, or that the resident ancient grandmother, mangy dog, lawnmower, old motorbike and piles of cushions and garments could all be removed in a couple of hours and the house totally repainted.

Found myself back in Two-temple Road, being offered for half the price the nice house I had lived in last time.

Because all the furniture had gone apart from 3 teacups.

Am still in a hotel.