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My Landlord of 5 Years Became My Tenant — Then Blamed His Divorce

When I lost my job, he told me to pay when I could. Nine years later he was standing in my doorway with two suitcases, asking if the flat upstairs was still free.

By Logic29 December 2025 4 min read
My Landlord of 5 Years Became My Tenant — Then Blamed His Divorce

Pulse Stories are first-person stories written by RRSource. This is not one real person's account: names, places and details are invented, but the events reflect situations documented in public reporting.

For five years, Mr. Adeyemi was my landlord. I rented the top floor of his house, and he and his wife lived below with their two boys and a dog called Pepper who believed my staircase was her personal property.

He fixed my boiler at eleven at night in his pyjamas. He left tomatoes from his garden on my step in August. When I lost my job in my third year there, I went downstairs with my heart in my mouth to tell him I couldn't make the rent.

He listened. He went quiet. And then he said, "Pay me when you can. Don't pay me before you can eat."

It took me four months to find work and another eight to pay him back. He never once chased me. When I handed him the last envelope, he pushed half of it back across the table and said, "For your new work shoes."

Nine years later

I moved on. I built a career. Eventually I bought a narrow old house with a separate flat upstairs that I rented out to help with the mortgage. I thought about Mr. Adeyemi every time I fixed something for a tenant. I sent a card every Christmas. He always sent one back, until he didn't.

Then, one wet Sunday in October, my doorbell rang, and he was standing there with two suitcases.

He looked smaller. Grey where he had been dark. He said he'd seen my advert for the flat — he hadn't known it was mine until he saw my name on the door. He said, "My marriage has ended. The house has been sold. I need somewhere to live, and I don't want to live near anyone who knows me."

I asked him in, and made tea, and we sat at my kitchen table, and I watched my old landlord fill in an application to be my tenant. He apologised for his handwriting. His hands were not steady.

Falling behind

The first four months were fine. Then, in February, the rent didn't come.

Then it didn't come in March.

When I knocked, the flat was dim and stale. He was thinner. Legal fees, he said. The divorce. His ex-wife's lawyer. The business he'd built with her, now split. He said "the divorce" the way people say "the weather" — as if it were a thing that had simply happened to him, and he was just standing in it.

And I'll be honest: part of me was angry. I had a mortgage. I had my own bills. I had once paid him back every penny, while eating toast for dinner. It is a strange, ugly feeling, to sit across from someone who was kind to you and to feel resentment rising in your chest.

But then I looked around that flat. There were no photos. The boys, he told me later, weren't speaking to him. Pepper had died the year before. There was a single plate in the rack.

I thought: Don't pay me before you can eat.

What we did

I didn't wipe the debt. I think that would have humiliated him. Instead, I did what he'd done for me: I made it possible.

We wrote down what was owed. We agreed a small amount extra each month, starting once his case was settled. We put it in writing — his idea; "a man should sign for what he owes." And I invited him down for dinner on Sundays, because I suspected nobody else was feeding him, and I was right.

It took him eleven months to pay me back. On the day he handed me the last payment, I pushed some of it back across the table.

"For your new work shoes," I said.

He laughed until he cried, and then he just cried, and so did I.

He moved out last spring, into a place near his eldest son, who is speaking to him again. There are tomatoes on my step every August.

Behind the story

Why it matters: Life events — job loss, illness, bereavement, separation — are among the most common reasons people fall behind on rent. A record that shows only a missed payment treats a person in crisis the same as someone who never intended to pay.

What helps when a tenant falls behind:

  • Talk early and listen to the reason
  • Agree a realistic, written repayment plan
  • Point towards debt advice or housing support where available
  • Record the outcome, including when the debt is repaid

What would have helped: a way for kindness and responsibility — on both sides — to be remembered. On RRSource, both landlords and tenants build a Reputation Record, and a Resolution such as a completed repayment plan sits alongside the original report. Read how to resolve rent arrears fairly.

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