We knew the house was getting knocked down at the end of January, but obviously that wouldn't affect me and Alice as we are leaving on the 14th. However for some reason the council hadn't told Joe it was actually going to be knocked down on a date rumoured to be around the 5th/6th, which meant we would have to move out this weekend. There's another house in Caulfield North, but that only has space for 12 people, and so me and Alice are one of the selected ones to be put in Brighton, since we are leaving soon so it won't affect us as much. I'm a bit annoyed at this because Brighton is a lot further away to work for me, but apparently there's a Jacuzzi and pool there so I think I'll be surrounded by enough luxury to get over it. This also means Lucas and Mia think we can't go down the Great Ocean Road. Since this is my last opportunity to go, I offered to Amanda, Ed and Danny to pay for the campervan and petrol for us to go on Saturday and Sunday, since I know they wouldn't be able to afford it otherwise.