The builder and I are done with Surrey

The latest in a long line of unjustified evictions is the final straw

If we wouldn’t let the millionaire neighbour’s children come under the fence and play with the horses, we would have to go. [Eileen Groome]

issue 16 July 2022

As he grouted the last tile, five years after the bathroom was finished, I knew the game was up.

‘I guess this is it,’ I said, as the builder boyfriend used a filler gun to bring about closure.

This single ungrouted tile where the bath meets the wall has been something of a symbolic fight between the two of us.

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