The revolving door

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Date: 22 June 2003 16:20:12

My mother has gone home after another row "Why don't you hoover the sofa? You are so lazy, you never do any cleaning" "Well, I think it might make it dirtier - it's not very good" "Well of course it's not going to be any good if you use the wrong setting" "I do know how to use my hoover, you know" "Don't talk to me like that! You always talk to me in such a horrible way!"

A slightly more relaxing guest - my American friend Haein - has arrived, and is having a nap after an overnight flight. I mustn't let her sleep for too long.

I may, but probably don't, have a temporary lodger arriving today as well. I would quite like to get a lodger, temporary or otherwise, to ease the cash flow situation and enable me to buy more books and CDs to fill up my flat with, and go on glamorous foreign holidays, or failing that, to Greenbelt followed by Cornwall.