The bleak house

Bleak house, I know there is  other bleak house, it's a bleak house of Dicken, but this one is my bleak house where in me and my wife live, This is not fiction indeed, this so real as is the rock and the dirty soil outside this house, The house itself is an old abandoned ramshackle school and no a human hand have touched it for to fix  for forty years. The landlord  too, is not any an average Joe, he - must say- is on the first place very hard working thief and smuggler,and diligent visitor in  dumps, so that the house is not only surrounded by dumps things all over- but also full loaded with all sorts of dumb things. Well, one day he called me in and wanted to show how he  has made a human-shit generator, some sort of an old boiler pan which in he had put human shit and explained me that the apparatus  made well gas for cooking,

Yep, renewable gas is here in the UK, too, Harry.

http://rt.com/uk/192608-sewer-energy-power-poo/

Dear Harry,
I have lived in houses like that.  Just think, all those out houses had another purpose!  I imagine that someone will come up with briquettes soon.
I hope you find better places to live. 
I have lived in places that pigs would reject. 
Love,
Betty

We know that shit happens.  How to use it can be a stinky proposition.

Big thanks for everyone. Abe, We have here a saying: 'The Siper will teach ', And indeed, the Siper does the lesson.
A couple of  years ago I was told that in Germany they have tested to send  a part of their problematic youth to Siper be learn practical life, they send  them into  small villages to be living and working there among the native folk- and behold! When the time come to return home the parents  got back their youth now healthy and  diligent

Harry, I hope your home improves.