As the title suggests I'm in a new flat. But it has to be the smallest move in history. About 4 feet door to door. I still live at the same address but have moved from flat 3 to flat 2. Like I say one of the smallest moves in history. But it does bring to close my and Emily being flatmates (albeit that we are now neighbours. Well Two thousand nine hundred and eighty four days (2984) isn't a bad innings (and at least I can stop counting now). For those who count in 'old money' that's eight years and two months. So not bad at all.
I have just returned from a period back home in Stoke, mum fell and injured her arm while she was down here visiting me so I went back to stoke to help look after her for a bit. But I'm now back. My High Holy Days tickets have come and once again (for health reasons) I'm just a congruent but in many many ways that's really pleasant.
So apart from that not much is new. Well I guess a new flat is new.
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