Saturday, 6 March 2010

T minus 20

Just twenty days to go until we quit London and, in a sitcom/novel/docusoap cliche, start a new life in the country.

We certainly won't be sad to say farewell to the looping real-life episode of Eastenders taking place in the flat below. Teenage son and his posse attempted some intimidation last night whilst I was popping to the supermarket - the hardman image was somewhat undermined by the Westie dog that mum had insisted they take for a walk...

We'd been trying to work out a suitable revenge for the awful time the neighbours have given us for the last four months. Eventually we decided that leaving them to live out their lives in this dreadful place was bad enough.

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