Yes, the time has come to finally remove ourselves from the wonderful world of Shirley as tomorrow morning Jamie and I will become roomies once again. We move into our new place after getting the keys in the morning and my room is now a sea of Ikea bags, boxes and unwanted clothes just waiting to be taken to the charity shop.
The price I’ll be paying for rent is going up but it’s certainly worth it to finally be in a solid home. As much fun as living with students has been I think it’s ran its course and I’m sure the brilliantly immature events and man humour will be more than enough to keep me entertained over the coming months.
Since Jamie moved back here in late 2006, there’s always been the possibility and talk of moving to a “Joey and Chandler” style place and although there’s no sign of a chick or a duck (not yet anyway), this looks likely to be my most exciting move yet. Man nights will be hosted as Dave and later in the year, his brother Phil who’s moving down here join the fun of Flat 18 of Oakley House. I’m sure we’ll also host many fun group nights while the Cowherds looks a likely replacement for the Brass Monkey as our “local”.
So we leave all the chavs, early drinkers and endless men on bikes behind to start the next chapter in our personal lives. Chelsea and Northampton Town coloured throws have been bought for the sofa, beds are ready to be assembled and we have a healthy band of merry men and women willing to lend a hand tomorrow.
Now all that’s left to do is to complete the move…photos and reports should be up some time next week!
2 comments:
Your title doesn't have quite the same ring about it as 'To his horse' but it's close.
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Pivot!!
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