Don’t ever, ever, ever rent out your sole property

Long weekend with Sunday being the wife’s birthday BBQ finds me in poor health this week, I can hardly walk, my knee’s completely fooked. I feel like one of those 12 years old geldings you see running at crappy race tracks like Southwell or Ponterfract, No good for stud and can’t keep up with even these useless plodders anymore… Glue factory next for me.

We are in the middle of a hellish property issue with the tenant of our flat in Essex. She is refusing any access to the property, has changed the locks and has stopped paying her portion of the rent. Notice to vacate passed on Friday and she is refusing to budge. Then yesterday we got a phone call from the letting agency asking for us to send a man around to clear out the chimney as a bird seem’s to have got stuck! The fucking cheek, sorry you fucker our tenancy agreement ended on Friday.

The wife’s been very depressed about it all, we seem to be treated like c*nts by all the agency’s now involved (the homeless agency are particular twats BTW), as if where some big property baron’s bullying this poor tenant, we have spoken to her once in five years and that was a polite two minute conversation to let her know we had decided to sell.

This is our only property, and it’s mortgaged to the hilt and we had to rent it to pay our bills. If we can’t sell, and it looks like our sale will now full through because we are having to get an eviction served (thousands more of our money to solicitors no doubt, after spending 16K to get the lease fixed) and she is refusing access for a survey then we ourselves will be out in the street come January. The letting agency are an absolute joke, if you’re under any perception that these people will assist and protect you then forget about it, that is a complete fallacy, they have been as useful as a cock flavoured lollipop.

Been running horrid in poker but breaking even! It’s very weird had top set over bottom set crushed twice all in on the flop, once by turned quads and the other by runner, runner four high flush! But for some reason I’m nicking enough here and there to make up for losing every big pot I play, so can’t grumble really. Looking to qualify for the Killarney poker festival this week, could use a lads holiday.