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Mooooving

June 16th, 2009

Moving house … I told you I was going to move right? And that one of my flatmates was going to be Angus, the 39 y.o. friendly Kiwi. Well that still is the case. I have packed more than half of my things in boxes, booked a removal company and sent out the first change-of-address [...]

No it wasn’t going to be that easy. I had forgotten how you should not believe too much of what people tell you about the rooms they have available. As they are all “great” “spacious” “modern” etc. The room in Fulham was all that in the ad, in real it was smaller than a shoebox, [...]

When doing some thinking this weekend about this i suddenly had an epiphany (I love that word, I learned it from Billy Mack in Love Actually). I suddenly realised that if I really wanted to find a place to live with nice flat mates then why didn’t I seriously go and look for it? Duh.

Say Yes more and No less

February 26th, 2009

Organic Coke – no thanks No: I am OK with Organic food, but this “Sparkling Delicious organic Cola” is not Sparkling and as far from Delicious as it can be, it is the worst tasting cola I have ever tasted. So that’s a no. Never again. Yuk. Yes is what I said to a Tweatup [...]

Confessions of a stressoholic

February 24th, 2009

Confessions of a shopaholic wasn’t the best rom-com ever (it’s Sex in the City meet Devil wears Prada), but I laughed quite a lot at Isla Fisher. She has great comic talent, and she is worth watching the film for. She and Hugh Dancy. I saw A View from the Bridge last week, and wow, [...]

The other Scot

August 17th, 2006

Davy Jones – the arty way The proud pirate “These pictures on your wall, who is he?” “Oh, him. He is, well he’s someone, I admire. You are related to him did you know? And he has some Scottish blood in him too, half of it to be precise” “You’ve made a lot of artwork [...]

But worry not

August 2nd, 2006

In my mailbox (because we want you to live with us ads are out and about on the net now): “I am a freelance saxophonist looking for a large room in a nice house with good transport links (but worry not, I do not practice for 8 hours a day, or at silly times on [...]

A cafe just around the corner in Page Street My flatmate decided that Africa was more interesting than London, and after a few weeks there, she has decided to leave London for good. That means that the other room in our toplocation appartment is going to be available for a new lodger, and we have [...]

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