As you many of you already know, we have recently moved into a new flat. While it is smaller and has less storage room than the first one, this one feels more like us. It has a large table so we can have visitors without resorting to folding garden chairs (although if you grew attached to the garden chairs in you last visit, we still have them!)
It has an airiness to it: not to mention a kitchen. And we have our own toilet... and the shower is not in the bedroom... but the bathroom is not in the flat... you have to go into the hallway to access it. But it is our very own, well as long as we pay the rent that is. It has wood laminate floors,
which is much easier to clean and better for our allergies. And the bed is not next to the main door, so we do not hear people entering and leaving. It is also 15 cm wider than the bed at the other flat. Who would have guessed that six inches could be so huge! A friendly young Chinese couple live across the hall. And below them is a helpful and kind Italian woman. We have not talked to the rest of the house much yet. At this point, it seems unlikely that we will. The flat comes with wireless internet which gives us a better connection (and my wife could not connect at all before).
There is a garden but it is full of building debris at the moment because they are modifying the ground floor flat. And I don't have a minefield of dog fouling to negotiate on my walk to work (a symptom of council housing near our previous flat). We also live closer to many conveniences, several restaurants, cafes, and the like. I do miss my Iranian laudry guy! He let me borrow all of his Gypsy King CDs...
