Betcha can't guess what this is: They certainly had Steppy 1 baffled this afternoon, these weird glutenous baubles on the wall outside the flats, he looked at them curiously "Si, what's this on the wall, what d'you think this is?" His cry of disgust when I popped my finger into one of the blobs and... Continue Reading →
Property Fire!! Errrr, no, just a cremated chicken actually.
I thought it was my alarm going off at 7am this morning which is no good on a Saturday, but after I'd blearily knocked it off the bedside table the buggar rang again - "Sian, it's Thobe, I think there's a fire in Flat 1, our place is full of smoke." OMG, never has a... Continue Reading →
Property: a collapse with Ikea exhaustion
Even I, with my honed-over-years-Ikea-stamina, gave up last night and collapsed back in the waiting room in Ashton. Yet another kitchen ordered, picked, hoisted onto trolleys (Mr Moregeous's job), lugged through the tills, then dragged over to DHL (with their extortionate delivery prices). Oh, I yearn for the good old days when you didn't have... Continue Reading →
22 minutes on the phone & not a word in edgeways
22 minutes on the phone to a client today. I am realising that my world currently revolves around delightfully bonkers and quite loveable clients. I only asked one question "Would someone be able to take you to Ikea to look at those wardrobes?" 22 minutes later and I hadn't said a single further word, just the... Continue Reading →
Property – Bathing Project Squeeze in gold – what credit crunch?!
The media madness of my election video has subsided and it's back to reality, no more exciting TV interviews so I've had to make my own excitement at Barton Square picking lights and wallpaper for Project Squeeze. You've seen the before images of the current destruction, but I though I'd give you a little taster... Continue Reading →
Video: Polling station shambles as I & 200 other Fallowfield voters were denied the right to vote
It all kicked off in Fallowfield tonight when administrative chaos, incompetence and mis-calculation of the number of voters who would turn-out resulted in hundreds of people being turned away from the Ladybarn Community Centre polling station at 10pm. From first time voters to older local residents, the reaction as the clock edged towards the cut... Continue Reading →
Property: PS Pendel grandfather clock finds a hallway home
The good news - finally got that fab Ikea PS Pendel clock I've been loving for a while! It's been grandly positioned in the hallway of the three bedder I rent out as the space sorely needed something cool to brighten it up. The bad news - bloody tenants aren't making up their minds this... Continue Reading →