A Decision...

I'm trying as best I can to stay chipper and happy and calm, but it is proving impossible. I spoke again with my neighbour, the errant tenant, this morning. I spoke to his solicitor yesterday and asked if he had spoken to him - he told me he had not. This morning, my neighbour says he spoke to his solicitor on Tuesday!!! ONE of them is not quite telling the truth.

Anyway in the discussion with my neighbour this morning, he is either extremely clever and deciding to pull the "I'm not the full shilling" route of getting out of the situation or he really is several shrimp short of a BBQ. Frankly I think the guy really IS a bit of a sneaky fucker. He tried to claim this morning, that his solicitors were withholding things from him. I asked him what things? He replied that he didn't know but he was sure they were hiding things from him. He does sound somewhat like a paranoid idiot - first he doesn't believe the paperwork I sent so he goes to my bank and extracts info from them. Then he doesn't believe the paperwork sent from my insurer and thinks that I have faked the paperwork. Now he says his solicitor is "hiding" things from him?

I stared blankly at him. He also said he didn't understand any of the letters from my insurer which explained fully that he was insured. So, I pulled one out of the file and asked him if he could read it. He said he could. I asked him if he understood the english language and he said he did. I then asked him what exactly it was in the letter he didn't understand - it was very clearly and plainly saying "both places are insured on a block policy." He said he understood it so I asked him what exactly was it that made him think he wasn't insured. Again he said he'd been told that when he went into my bank and asked them.

Again he said he was leaving it up to his solicitor to pay it. So I left for work angry and frustrated again.

When I got into work, I tried to contact his solicitor - he refused to take my calls. I told them he had till 2pm to deal with the issue or I would take it further. Of course he just sat on his fat pathetic arse and didn't do anything.

So I called the purchasors solicitor, advised him that under no circumstances would I be prepared to enter into any discussions either now or in the forseeable future for re-negotiation of the lease and nor could I allow the sale to take place without the payment of the outstanding insurance monies owed to me.

He agreed and asked for it in writing. I faxed it over, put it in the post and copied my neighbour and faxed a copy to my neighbour's solicitor. Needless to say his solicitor ignored it.

My next move now is to issue a Unilateral Notice at the Land Registry. That way if he does find another buyer, as soon as they do a land registry search they will see a dispute is still outstanding.

In addition to all of this, while this has been going on, a tree has been planted in the back garden outside one of my windows. It has grown extremely fast and is now blocking light into my property. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH I'm going to have to ask him to remove the tree. I know I said earlier that it was all rather kafkaesque but frankly now it is beyond that.

Oh yeah - do I now complain to the Law Society about his solicitors refusal to notify the purchasors solicitor (as is required in law) that there was an outstanding dispute? He was legally obliged to do that and he didn't bother.

I've also written to the bank pretty much indicating that they should cover my costs for litigation in this matter due to their incompetence. Thankfully the manager suggested I fax it through and that she would pass it on to head office - who STILL have not responded to my earlier complaint.

I feel sorry for her, I really do. She is going to be even more pissed off when after this is all settled I go after them for excessive charges on my current account when I went overdrawn ;)

I am exhausted. Totally and utterly exhausted. My solicitor returns from holiday next Tuesday and she isn't going to like the huge freaking mess she comes back to. She is going to have to dig through the entire thing and then she will tell me again, she does not and will not litigate. I will have to search for a litigator.

I've been close to tears all day, I've tried to stay calm I really have, I've tried hard to not let it get to me, but it is - it is creeping under my skin and stabbing at me.

I keep thinking of the good things, like yesterday the car passed its MOT test, and I breathed a HUGE sigh of relief to have one thing out of the way - a monkey off my back. I paid for the road tax for 6 months so in February I'll pay for 12 months and I won't have to go through the hell of trying to get the car serviced and passed its MOT in time. However, new MOT rules mean its all centralised and I will have to get the MOT done before the current one expires. At least I won't be going crazy about the road tax at the same time!

I keep re-reading Yarn Harlot - its funny. I quite honestly want everyone around me right now to just GTFO of my way and let me just bloody be - I want to be able to sit, veg out in front of a soppy Bogart & Bacall movie and just knit my heart out, without ANY interuptions at all.