But they liked John – a lot. John has been a faithful, landlord-fearing, regular paying tenant for 10 years. He keeps himself to himself and, whilst I’ve been aware of his limitations we keep pretty much out of each other’s way. He fills his time collecting supermarket trolleys, putting out the bins and filling the garden with scary looking 3ft high gnomes. His other activities raise a few eyebrows but nothing which breaks the law.
We’ve been trying to control an outbreak of bed bugs for a few months in a room next to his, but every treatment seemed to stop working after a couple of months. After a bit of surreptitious detective work, we found the bugs’ headquarters in John’s room – in his mattress, his chair, his sofa and even his childhood teddy bear. They had stopped being discreet by only coming out at night and had gone into full on party mode as soon as they sensed a human food source nearby.
I’m not going to go into the science behind bedbugs or how to treat them as I’ve recently covered this in an article for HMO Magazine. Click on the link and the next issue is out soon.
John was devastated and genuinely had no idea he was their host. Continue reading