Monthly Archives: July, 2009
I also left my purse there!
MindReader and I are viewing a flat. Our lease is up soon and we can so do better. Or – erm – cheaper, because actually, I don’t get paid that much, when you account for how much soap I buy. “So this one’s nice,” GrumpyEstateAgent says. “It’s got – erm – high ceilings.” We walk …
Possibly the most embarrassed I have ever been
We are at OldHousemate’s wedding. I lived with her for three years at University so it is sort of momentous. Well, as momentous as weddings can be when you attend one a week. “I need a wee I need a wee I need a wee,” I chunter to MindReader. We have just sat down for …
Do ghosts haunt newbuilds by ringing telephones?
“Did you move the bin?” I say, coming into the living room. “It’s facing the other way.” “Nope,” MindReader says, looking mildly amused. “OH my God. The filter keeps coming out of the kettle and bing left on the side in the kitchen and neither of us is doing it! And sometimes, early in the …
