I have some bad news. As I posted yesterday, Andrew has chosen some dreadful accommodation. He was keen to be near to Sarah, in case she needed help at any time, but he also wanted a thrifty option.
Anyway, despite numerous promises, he still hasn’t got his towels. He’s livid.
The situation is also now developing, as he has no toilet paper. I’m not sure what he’s done with it, but that is a thought best not dwelled on.