The End of My Tenancy

My landlords were quite taken aback by the impressive results of my sustained exertions, and expressed their admiration on more than one occasion. However, the abiding fact was i owed them an awful lot of money, and it was clear that nothing had developed that would enable me to address shortfor satisfactorily or even incrementally. And so, handing me a large whisky in their radiant, bow windowed and art filled living room one glorious summer's evening, they gently announced the end of my tenancy. It is possible that at that time, london was not the best place for me. There were frequent periods during the three years i lived the city when just the thought of going beyond the top