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Unbelievably we have lived in this house for almost a year now. End of this month it will be a year of this being our home. I put up some shades on the lights a week or so ago and today started putting up some pictures. We had a few up, but not many. But look, it's only been 12 months. We can't do EVERYTHING! And there's hardly anything left in boxes now. So stop bugging me.
It's crazy how much getting a few pictures and photos up makes the place feel better. Almost as crazy as us apparently not having had time to do this in the last eleven and a half months. Yet this house really does feel like our home in a way that the last place never did really. Or at least that's how it seems now. I think it wasn't quite right for us in a few ways, as much as I miss my huge podcast attic that really did suit me. But my slightly smaller podcast annexe is still a pretty cool thing to have and working in a different building does mean there's less chance of being disturbed. Or having my satirical puppet shows invaded by a ghost. Not that I am really doing those at the moment.
This house is just a bit more us. Especially now we've put some pictures up!
Hitchin rules though (and Harpenden drools) and it makes such a huge difference to our lives to be able to walk to the train station.
We also finally got round to stuffing the car with an old sofa and some broken crap from the garden so we can head to the dump tomorrow. Which, aside for Hitchin (maybe including Hitchin) is my favourite part of the world. The people of Hitchin don't dump their rubbish in Hitchin though - it's too beautiful for that. We dump our rubbish in Letchworth. Either at the very fine dump there. Or just in the streets of Letchworth. Hitchin rubbish improves Letchworth, giving it a touch of Hitchin class. And the inhabitants of Letchworth are glad of our rubbish. A Letchworth family will be living in our old sofa by tomorrow night and you know, it gives me a warm feeling knowing that I helping out.
The people of Harpenden are so mean that they incinerate anything that they can no longer use. If they can't have it then nobody will. But we Hitchin folk are more generous.
And with the closure of the Hitchin cum bin, I have another deposit to make at the Letchworth dump. Though will need a separate car trip to fit that in. There's a huge cum skip at Letchworth dump and any Letchworth resident is allowed to come and take a handful any time they want, to use as glue or start a mystery family. Every man in Letchworth is sterile, so again they rely on Hitchin generosity. Harpenden men stamp any lose sperm to death, but that's a blessing. They shouldn't be allowed to breed and are all too selfish to do so.
Phew, managed to turn a boring blog around. Well done for getting this far. It was worth it in the end.
The Edinburgh RHLSTP with timkey went up today. What a treat!
Listen here.
Come and see the show live. Bewdley is sold out and the first Leicester Square Theatre one is selling fast. More guests announced soon
