Most of you who seem to be reading this know of me via my ever-loving fiance, affectionately known as Techno Scouse. This is probably the best way to get to know me, as you hear lots of (hopefully) positive things before you actually meet me. That way, when you do meet me, you can assume that I was just having a bad day, and that I must actually be a decent bloke after all.
Crafty, don’t you think?
What a difference a week makes!
Me and Techno-Scouse (just remembered the most fitting pseudonym for my pint-sized petite-amie) have decided to purchase a flat. Our very first bought home! How exciting!?!
It’s been quite a week. We knew we were going to be moving on from our current house, as the landlady just got too weird. This is the woman who has the most unnerving twitch whenever she talks- her head just wobbles… its like there’s a small child who’s caught her on a fishing line, and is trying to reel her in. Anyway… as well as being generally useless, she also has the IRRITATING habit of just appearing at seemingly random times to get the monthly rent payment. If we were lucky, we would get a day’s notice.