Thoughts and ramblings of an ex-Londoner in Cambridge.
It’s Tuesday October 7th, and I sit here at a glass table, sipping herbal tea from a glass cup, looking out over London. I’m relaxing before heading out for today’s adventures while my tablet charges up, though if the truth were told, I should be back in Camden packing more things.
It’s been a long journey getting to were I am now, and it’s not over yet, though if we’re counting milestones, I’m coming up on a big one. (more…)
Turbulent week is turbulent. I’ve looked at a load of flats over the last few days, trying to find something affordable. It’s not easy either. I think I’ve been everywhere, and seen all sorts and sizes of property, and met some really lovely people (and a cat). (more…)
So, day 1 since the notice. I’ve not even recovered from the blow dealt by the letter, and things aren’t getting any better. (more…)
So this evening I got a letter giving me 30 days to vacate the premises. Shaun said he just changed his mind about the “end of the year”.
So begins my countdown to homelessness.
As some readers will know, particularly the ones who’re close friends, I am looking for somewhere to live. For reasons beyond my control, my current flat-share is coming to an end, and I will need to move out soon. (more…)