Ryan

Ryan came to look at the spare room. He's a vegan, and works in law that's related to immigration. Liz popped over around the same sort of time, and we were quick to knock up some joke about her being a spy because of her work. He liked the room, Becky liked him, and I liked him too, so I texted him from the pub later on to tell him that we'd love it if he moved in. He texted the weirdlord. So it's all go, fingers crossed!

Liz and I bumped into her friend Maria at Pi. We waited longer than we expected to for our food and ended up with a free beer with the meal. So much for a quiet couple of beers, eh?