I THINK i found another place

I have just signed another agreement with another landlord. Cross fingers, i should be able to stay there until my MSc ends. I don't really want to be moving from house to house across London, grin, even though i feel like i am becoming an expert on London by now.
In fact, I can be a tour guide to Cambridge now (well, sort of, some parts anyway!), as well as some bits of North London, because of these frequent moves.

Let me tell you more about my new landlord. Er, he seems like a gentle person, he lives with his partner o the ground floor, and there are two staircases to the house. therefore, once you enter the same door, one staircase is for the tenants, the other for him.

I apparently share the top floor with this other guy, and downstairs two girls with whom i'll share the kitchen.

that's fine. the house, as i spoke to the tenants and landlord isn't a party house. Everyone cleans up after himself/herself---look i stayed with 3 boys in Germany in an appartment! believe, me, i don't want to be cleaning up plates all the time!---and the last thing i want to do is live with party animals who party at home. I'm fine with partying OUTSIDE but not in the house, as it should be a sanctuary of quiet.

I'm not jumping over the moon yet, the past few months have been, shall we say, weird. So thank goodness it's a one month notice contract, but which at least gives me some peace for the time being as i have gazillion of assignments at the moment. the best situation is really finding a group of student-friends to share a flat with, but i don't have the luxury of time now, so never mind.

If i am happy at my new location, you are welcome to bunk over :).

So for now, rushing my million deadlines. I have to put up with my current landlady who has just said that she has a friend coming over and the latest nonsense is that i have to stay out of the kitchen from 6ish onwards, which i think is just nuts, i can't even go down to get stuff out of the fridge. she goes on like a broken tape recorder every morning when she discovers I'm going to be indoors, look i go to sch 4 days and some days, i just need to clear my work in my room! and she whines on and one, it's ridiculous. nothing in our verbal or written agreement states that i can't stay in my room to clear my work and she knows i have tons of work to catch up on.

Never mind, things will become better i am sure :) Eventually. It's partly because i came so late, all the decent landlords would have been snapped up already, so i'm left with the leftovers!

Next year, I hope this blog will be filled with happy and interesting posts on different parts of UK and i hope to be regaling everyone with tales of leisure activities :)

take care, all!