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Monday, July 11, 2005

According to recent news reports, a steroid called Prednisolone could prevent miscarriages in women who are particularly prone to them, and has already enabled a woman with 19 miscarriages to her name to have a baby.

Which is interesting, because I happen to know a user of that particular drug. In fact, she's sitting next to me on the table as I write this.

Yes, it's true, my cat has been on Prednisolone all her life, and what's more, I can report that she's never had a miscarriage. So it clearly works. Although it could be responsible for making her hair grow.

Oh, and yes, they have spelt my name wrong. I've also blanked out my address, just in case hordes of broody young women start to beat a path to my door looking for supplies.

Anyhoo, whilst eating my porridge this morning, I was watching 'Homes Under the Hammer' on BBC1, which sounds like a programme about vandalism, but isn't. It did, however, feature the auction of a flat in Lower Rock Gardens, Brighton, which is about a ten minute walk from where Lisa lives, and is a road I pass frequently, due to it being on a direct line between two charity shops.

The flat in question was on the top floor of a four storey building, with no lift, and very narrow flights of stairs. It was described as "shoebox sized", with only one bedroom which you could barely fit a double bed into, although as the presenter pointed out, "that's if you can fold it in half to get it up the stairs". It needed new floorboards, and you could only see the sea if you risked your life by leaning right out of the window.

Anyway, they sold it for £112,000. The person who bought it said he was planning to rent it out for £550 a month.

Which is why, 14 months into this relationship, I still haven't moved to Brighton.