Friday, 17 June 2011

Changing places

In order to maybe sleep better, we've put our bed in the sitting room and the piano and DVD player in what used to be our bedroom. The Fingernails think it's great, apart from the fact they have nowhere to sit when they watch a film. We'll have to remedy that. It's funny seeing our bed basically next to the open kitchen. Beyond it is our Chesterfield sofa, so it almost looks a bit kinky, like having a place for people to sit and watch us in bed. Could be something of a money-spinner, though, a bit like an Annie Sprinkle art installation. We don't actually give a flying one, to be honest; it's as if we lived in a studio flat with a couple of extra rooms and if it helps us escape the noise of Madame Loony Tunes' cocain-ridden felines at 3am upstairs it'll all have been worth it. The next step is moving out and getting somewhere bigger. How many years has it been since I first broached this subject? It's not really a problem, though, seeing as the flat has almost doubled in value in the meantime despite the 2008 crash. It really is all about location, location, location...

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