Alive and well

I’m still alive and well. Jack is good, too. The vet says he’s a healthy cat, which is good to hear about a thirteen-and-a-half-year-old cat.

I need to sort out a dispute over unpaid rent and bills from my former flatmate, who has moved to Australia with no forwarding address. Details will follow when I know what my options are. She has an unusual surname, so as a last resort, I can write the details up here and know that it will be prominently displayed by Google if someone ever looks online for her, especially a prospective employer. I’m still trying to speak to her, and at this stage, I’m checking with the Citizens Advice Bureau about what is necessary to take her to court.