Ah, all moved in at last. We've got great big squishy couches, a big bathroom, a spare bedroom and even an outhouse. How posh are we?
On the downside, we also have a shower which keeps tripping the fusebox switchy thingy meaning we have to run down the stairs clutching our towels and dripping water all over our nice floors. We also have very poor TV reception, although once the landlord has put the wonky aerial back upright and rewired the cable leading into the house (which looks like someone has attempted to splice it to have a wire leading into the spare room but then stuck it back together with duct tape) it will hopefully improve. I also find it a bit odd that in a furnished let the house comes without curtains.
But never mind. As Sam has already said, it is an exceptionally fastidious house. Everything is just so, with people respecting the different-sponges-for-different-things ideal and keeping the bath clean and wiping counters when they're finished. Bliss.
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Who she?
I'm Carolan, 23, working in London. I like cheese, exercising, music, dogs, detective stories and people. I don't like packing, unpacking, repacking or really anything to do with moving all my possessions from a to b. London smells but has many things to do in it.
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1 comments:
I'm sure I could refer the lot of you to college road in one fell swoop for treatment. If I wasn't first in the queue.
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