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I Met The Tenant Who Trashed Our House

He wasnā€™t the idiot Iā€™d imagined

Susie Kearley šŸ¹ Guinea pig slave
The Pub
4 min readJul 27, 2024

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Last week, I met the tenant whose family had trashed our house. Iā€™d never met him before because the whole rental arrangement was managed through an agent. He came round to collect a parcel that had been delivered to our address.

I didnā€™t mention the cat piss Iā€™d been trying to get out of the floor, the walls covered in greasy food, the mould caused by their wet washing hanging everywhere, or the smells Iā€™ve been trying to shift from the four pets they werenā€™t supposed to have at the property.

I didnā€™t even mention that I was his former landlady, whose house theyā€™d trashed, and whoā€™d had to pick up the bill for thousands of pounds worth of damage, a ruined kitchen, and whoā€™d spent two months off work trying to renovate the derelict cesspit theyā€™d left us when they moved out.

I didnā€™t mention any of that. I just said Iā€™m from Number 134 and weā€™re still receiving parcels for his family, 4 months after theyā€™d gone. Frankly, itā€™s a bit weird.

The house is now in good decorative order and it sold to the second person who viewed it, subject to contract. Thereā€™s a ā€˜soldā€™ sign outside. I could have been the new owner. I thought it better not to mention that Iā€™m his ex-landlord because frankly, we have a lot to be pissed off about.

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Susie Kearley šŸ¹ Guinea pig slave
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Written by Susie Kearley šŸ¹ Guinea pig slave

Freelance journalist UK. Published in BBC Countryfile, The Mirror, Britain mag etc. Covers writing, health, psychology, memoir, current affairs, & environment.

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