My new abode.

Good day to you all- I figured since I'd sent out the email to all and sundry with my new contact details I should add a complementary post so you can at least put a picture to the words, of sorts. I say of sorts as I haven't taken a picture of the front yet, but that can follow giving you all an excuse to come back! As if you really needed one of course...

So, the lovely view from my new bedroom window which greets me each and every morning I wake:


Closely followed by the view from inside my new room (where the magic happens) (or not):


Then I discovered this in the bathroom:


Which I am not too sure whether I should be scared of or reassured by. But I do like how the 'Electronic Mouse Killer' feels compelled to state that it 'KILLS MICE'. Phew, thank goodness for that eh? I was concerned that I might have had to call Advertising Standards there. At least it should prevent a recurrence of a flat I lived in when I moved back to Glasgow that had mice, resulting in an unpleasant mouse death on the floor from poisoning of the bathroom whilst one reader of this blog was using the facilities. Kind of. A cyber pint for the first correct guess of who it was! (And no cheating and putting your name in under a different name just to win Bob) (oops!)

So from the bathroom I moved downstairs (I live in a maisonette!) to the living room:


Where my life resides:


Well, not really as I am in the process of shifting it upstairs. Yes that is almost literally all that I own in the world, unless you count Mitch but I don't think I could claim to own her yet, unless I can lay my hands on a constant supply of pink jammies from Greggs that is, then it'd be easy!


So I figure I should leave you with a last picture of the view from the living room's right hand window, which goes some way towards demonstrating how I live in a maisonette with its sightly different angle. Or maybe I used LADDERS! (I stole that from Stack's old blog from Japan where he stole it from the Mongols and their attack of the Great Wall of China, good eh?)


Next post: Niall goes OUTSIDE! Where I will show all you faithful readers the outside of my abode and my new 'hood. Apparently it is home to the largest Walkabout in the UK, so if you see lots of tanned men walking about with corks dangling from their brimmed hats clutching a 'cold one' and a surfboard exclaiming 'that's not a knife, THIS is a knife!' you'll know why. Strewth!