It's nearing time for me to bid my palatial manor in Leicester's depressing city centre for my new place further from the city centre. Obviously I will miss sharing my third-hand bathroom with at times a surprisingly large cast of bugs and flies (and one slug that somehow got into the house and slithered in across my bathmat one day) and I will miss hanging my clothes over the radiator after washing them only to discover they're coated in 6 month old silly-string.
Anyway I'm going to take some photos of my old place for posterity. Highlights will include the smoke detector over the abyss of a stairhead (guess which one needed its battery changing, and why I decided I'd rather risk a possible fire than fall 10 ft. down the stairs), the jury-rigged lock I've made for my backdoor out of a latch with a screw-driver and the antique TV.
Goodness, roll on July the 1st!