It's never easy to say goodbye to a flat (apartment) that's seen you through two years of growing love. Our one bedroom on Exeter Road was Christian and my first apartment together, the first place we brought our little boy (dog) Warrick home to, and the one place we went home to after we got civilly wed.
Unfortunately, due to changes in work circumstances, we had to find a place closer to the office. It took us two weeks and five days, three flat viewings in the area of our choice, before we settled on a quiet residential street in Clapham Junction. It was a small, two bedroom house, with a small garden in the back. One look and Christian and I went, okay, this is it.
Cleaning up the old flat was hell, and although the bathroom was pristine, the former landlord insisted we clean the windows from the OUTSIDE as well. A balancing act was required, and I unwillingly had to volunteer for the task! We had a friendly man with a van and his team come (guys, if you are moving and need a good go to guy, I highly recommend Polite Michael), and they helped us load and move in a matter of less than three hours (thanks to London traffic rather than the amount of stuff).
One year on, and we've taken to the neighbourhood like fish to water. Christian and Warrick enjoy the proximity to the park, and I love the fact that we are just around the corner from one of the best brunch spots in London (PLUS - they welcome dogs!). We've made a few friends in the park, and we've hosted several fun barbecues as well. While we know that one day we will have to move again (we are only renting at the moment), for now, this is a great place to call home.
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