Tides of Change

Tides of change.

So much has happened in my life lately it is hard to know where to start. I have been doing very little… all the events of resent times have happened to me as apposed to requiring my direct involvement.

If you’re a Karma kinda person then I must have squashed some ant destined to be the next Buddha, because someone somewhere hates me. Allow me to remind you that I am expecting my baby on the 10^th July, now imagine how it must feel to be told that you have to leave your house by the 30^th June…. All of 10 days before a tiny baby (who I still have no idea how to look after) arrives. That’s right kids – my landlord is a FUCKING ASSHOLE!! We are basically subletting our apartment – sounds like a recipe for disaster I know but in a country where the average rent for a one bed apartment is in the region of £700.00 and the average salary is about £15,000 it’s not exactly a matter of choice. So rich Swede rents flat – said Swede gets tax benefits for being a Gib resident. Humble but decent young couple sublet from rich man for half the rent. We have somewhere to live, he has an address. This arrangement has worked harmoniously for ages…. Unfortunately it would seam that Rich Swedish business men have pretty much no morals!! And so on the 1^st June we were informed that he was letting the place go for business reasons – sure he threw in a plea off supposed ill health for good measure but frankly hugerberderererer. Result….. need new place to live!! Panic, dispare, anger, futility the list of emotions were endless.... (to be continued).