Flathunting
19 February 2005 @ 12:16 in Life
Bleh. I hate flathunting; it's such a bloody hassle.
Frankly, I have neither the wit nor motivation to do
it properly, and I grudge throwing so much money away
each month and getting effectively nothing in return.
London living is so expensive, too; the places we
were looking at this morning we all £800/month
unfurnished. Bloody rip-off. We should find
out how feasible buying is, but there again you see
that's a hell of a lot of bother too. And then you
have to work out what area you want to live in which
could take a lifetime. You have to work out how easy
transport is into central London for me and out to
Kent for the young lady. I wish someone would just
sort it all out for us and hand us a set of keys.
Ah well. Jenny made surprise pancake batter yesterday, so I'm off to make 'em alongside some crispy bacon and maple syrup.
I'll leave the last word to Jenny, who was very taken with the kitchen in one of the properties we viewed; it was accessed from the living room by descending a short flight of stairs.
Ah well. Jenny made surprise pancake batter yesterday, so I'm off to make 'em alongside some crispy bacon and maple syrup.
I'll leave the last word to Jenny, who was very taken with the kitchen in one of the properties we viewed; it was accessed from the living room by descending a short flight of stairs.
