Leaving our old house was weirdly emotional. I think it’s because we were there for a few years. We built up a lot of memories in all the rooms. It’s also the last time it was just Will, me, and the dog (and, briefly, a snail!).
I love living in the group house but there was definitely a cosiness when it was just the two humans.
The rooms looked so much smaller without any furniture in them. It’s weird.
Another socket held on the wall by masking tape.
Condensation was unfortunately trapped inside some of the windows.One of many cracked faceplates.This definitely needs updating.
I didn’t mean to look quite so intense in the mirror.Sorry my toilet frame is in the photo.You can kind of see where the legs of our bed were. Weird to think we hovered in mid air right there for so many nights.
Many mould.A hideous wallpaper problem that they just painted over.They definitely can’t blame us for this because it’s got someone else’s name on it.
I will not miss these impossibly-high cobwebs. And the spiders that sometimes appeared on them.
So many memories in this room.
The garden was small but we made it work. The area where we reseeded the lawn actually seems to be doing quite well in our absence!I miss the tree view. We live even closer to the nature reserve now but it’s not as easy to see trees from the window.
We used to stand on this spot to watch fireworks going off around the corner.The birdhouse that no birds dared use because of all the spiders.
Our tiny toilet.And the Shutzstaffel logo someone drew on the wall while they were visiting, painted over by us but still visible because matching white paint is difficult.I won’t miss seeing it every time I pee. I just hope the landlord realises we didn’t do it ourselves.There were also some mini stars of David scratched here in what looked like biro, but the middles of them fell out when I was painting over them with a tester pot.I still hit the wrong switch right until the end of living here.
I sure did clean this oven, with a dishwasher tablet of all things.The fridge-freezer always had damage, the estate agents originally said they would replace the plastic drawers, but it never happened.
I can’t believe we used to fit so many people in here.Bye house.
We got married while we lived in that house. I almost died in it 8 months ago. I had a horrific kitchen knife accident in it a year ago, and got my blood all over the carpets of two rooms. There’s just so much in that house, I think it will always mean something to me.
I hope a long-term owner-occupier comes to live in the house, and completely redecorates, refits, and loves it.
