I spoke to one of the Frenchies and he said they'd be leaving tomorrow. In the meantime, they've used up the loo paper, filled the place with fag smoke, so far they have created an incredible mess downstairs. We'll see whether they actually clean up.

I went to the bank this morning to speak to the man from the Woolwich but he was too busy, he would phone me back. He seems to have been unable to do so today. Not a good sign.

Went to the letting agents and they repeated the mantra, James and I are jointly responsible so it is my fault as much as James if there is a breach of contract; they'll send an email to James telling him off and reminding him that sub-letting is prohibited, but it is going to be addressed to both of us. Isn't that lovely.