I'm staying on in my existing flat in East Acton for another three weeks or so before I move in with Meg and Luke. So, since yesterday was the last day of the month and therefore the lease, there was a flat inspection scheduled. But this was not your ordinary flat inspection, oh best beloved. It was the mother of all flat inspections.
The girls who moved in a month ago are taking up the new lease. As mentioned, I'm bunking down there for a few weeks as well. So you'd think we'd be able to leave our stuff in wardrobes or not the tops of beds or some such overnight? Oh no, that's not how it works I'm afraid. We were required to physically remove all our personal possessions from the flat and to vacate it for the evening.
WHAT THE FUCK?!
So, a big thank you to my gracious hosts, Anna and Richard for putting me up at the last minute, and for giving me some space to store my accumulated guff for the evening. Now, all I have to do is schlepp everything back to the flat tonight. Bugger.
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