So we can stop worrying about the thing at number one on the worry list - we now have somewhere to live (hurrah!).
I don't know whether it was the hot coals, the broken glass, or humorous anecdotes about jumping induced flatulence, but we have secured ourselves a flat in the place we wanted!
We are on the 11th floor, in a wee one bed place. We haven't seen the specific flat yet, so I don't know what kind of view we'll get, but the building isn't massively overlooked so we should be OK. It's very central and not far from Stu's work. And if I EVER get a job, maybe it won't be far from my work either.
Which reminds me, I must go and give my full attention to number two on the worry list - ta ra.
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3 comments:
Well done! And good luck with the job hunting xxx
I can rest easy in my bed now, knowing that my little precious will not be sleeping on the streets!
Where are your father and I going to sleep when we come to stay. Two snorers in the same room ain't funny.
hoorah!!!
carter are playing at brixton on the 2nd novemeber.
not sure i can go without you.
your flat looks v v v v posh.
i am jealous
love love love
miss goth
xxxx
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