8.30pm and Lisbeth's just back from Poitiers and looking a bit like Shaun the Sheep. The meeting didn't go well and she is very quiet. I don't know what to say to her. What can you say? She has the law on her side but it is all getting lost in the paperwork and the lawyers and the passing of time. I know what she'll do. She'll look at houses on the web and then go to bed. I wish I could have found the mug for her. At least it might have cheered her up.
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