Thursday, 24 November 2016

Fireworks and flying the nest

In the summer of 2014 I arrived in London with no where to live, not many mates and no idea what I was doing in life... and fast forward two and half years and not much has changed. Expect the whole living situation. After an accidental fire in my first rented accommodation and swift eviction, I moved into a flat share and found two lovely chaps named Charlie and Lauren who have since become my Southern siblings and we've lived happily ever after. We've fought off illegal landlords, purchased a rather temporary pet and had a jolly old time. Sadly though, all good things must come to an end. So before we fly off in our separate directions and split we thought we'd have one last Christmas together. A month early.




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