One Saturday morning at about 8am, there was a ring at the bell. A waif like woman stood there, himself had answered.
She wondered is we had a spare room. She knew damn fine we had as the kids had left home. So Josie arrived. I was not too keen, but as we had a spare fridgefrom my Mums flat she could use that.
She did pay rent, but my gut feeling was there was something wrong. She was fussy in what she ate, but I found out she was anorexic, and had used her sob stories before. She did not last long.
Next we had a fellow whose office was near us but lived on the other side of the country. He stayed with us when he worked nearby, always had the same breakfast, and paid by the night. A perfect combination. We could have charged by the whole week, but money is not my prime concern, just a few extra pounds.
Good Morning Wednesday 5th August 2026
Saving water, should we be more pro-active?





