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fifty eight days later…
Tuesday, March 19th, 2024A few weeks on, and everything is steadily returning to normal, the unpacking is just about done with (and is gradually morphing into the being-terrified-things-I-can’t-find-have-got-lost; my clothes brush is currently number one on the list) and we’re even come out the other side of Oscars night again! Even though I have little time – in […]
back to square one…
Sunday, February 11th, 2024So after four (mostly happy, if expensive) years, last week saw me close the door to my Monument flat for the final time, although to be fair I haven’t been living in it for almost a month. It had it’s faults – greedy bastard landlords, an awful heating and hot water system, view of a […]