Well, funny you should mention that. Yesterday, we put a deposit down and agreed to move into a new place.
In Clapham Junction.
Yep, you are as bemused as I am. After the last place fell through, I had kind of stopped thinking about moving for a while – then, at the weekend, Gemma (George’s Uni friend) started seriously looking for somewhere to live. George had wanted to move in with friends and so started to look with her. They saw a place on Tuesday. I saw it on Wednesday. We move (almost definitely!) on Sunday.
It’s a little three-bedroom flat, above Marks and Spencer no less, on the High Street of Clapham Junction. Two minutes from the station, close to junk food, and lots of things to do nearby.
How cool is that…?!