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    back to square one…

    So after four (mostly happy, if expensive) years, last week saw me close the door to my Monument flat for the final time, although to be fair I haven’t been living in it for almost a month. It had it’s faults – greedy bastard landlords, an awful heating and hot water system, view of a brick wall – but handing…

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    birthday

    Well I try not to miss a birthday blog, even if it’s an exceptionally brief one out of sheer necessity. As a fair few will know, the next couple of weeks will be my last at Monument; the extortionate rent got too ridiculous in the end and having found more flat for less money just up the road, I’m off!…

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    the end of no man’s land…

    And with that, we move into 2024 and Christmas is over with for another year, although as somebody who favours peace and quiet above anything else it’s not a particularly frenetic time of year and this one was no exception. Next year I may up the ante a little, and get dressed at some point between December 23rd and Boxing…