Today was the first day of term.

I got up around 9 and phoned my landlord about the broken washing machine and the lack of gas/electric bills (we've been here for 4 months now and no sign of a bill, although there are lots of letters for him from British Gas - we think something is amiss) and he said he'd sort out the washing machine and come around later this evening to pick up the letters.

I then spent the rest of the day writing an essay titled "Describe one contingency theory of leadership and discuss how this theory can be applied by a university lecturer to lead the students’ learning process."

When I came home I separated my kitchen things from the pile in the kitchen sink and washed up.

The landlord never showed up... no surprise there. He's one of the least reliable people I've ever had to deal with, which is made all the more frustrating because he's also taking our money each month!