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I've just spent an interesting lunchtime out flat-hunting round FinchleyValeWood ... things are a lot different to me old schowdent days, that's for sure. Back then, 95% of houses within a three to four block radius of the campus were re-let each year, so it was a simply matter of practicising your best charity collector impersonation, picking the street you wanted to live on, then trawling from one end to the other door-knocking and asking if the flat was free for the following year. Simple.

So anyway, after viewing a boxy canal-facing number and watching a group of death-defying American tourists nearly get themselves run over a dozen times on the crossing, we proceeded on to two reasonably good flats. It's hard to tell what's good and what isn't - I'm out of the loop on this whole flat-hunting thing really (having spent two years in the same place in Dunedin before coming over, then walking into the room I'm in now as soon as I arrived over here). I guess it's just a "go with your gut" feeling ... some places cut it, others don't.
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