The New Normal

This new place in Kensington isn't going to work out. It's way too noisy. A front bedroom in a basement flat with no double glazing? Yeah, that's not gonna fly. Not to mention it's half the size of the old place, so I feel like I have no privacy at all.

Looking at new places next week. I might even wind up back at the Airbnb I stayed last week! At least I got a good night's sleep!

Edit: And my American VCR has just stopped working after 24 years. God speed old friend.

The Return of Airbnb

Since my landlady in London is moving this week, I've had to find temporary digs. Which means after four years, I'm back on Airbnb.

The place I found looks nice, but to once again borrow one of my favourite Paul McCartney sayings, it was hiding a multitude of sins. It was probably nice the last time it was done up, but the lady who lives there has let it go a bit. And there's no curtain on the bathroom window! Very strange.

Still, back to normal next week. Well, the new normal, anyway.