so we are going to move again because this brick hutch is shit, it's too small, a fucking stupid shape and there is a cooker in front of one of the cupboards. Also living here I am paying for things i don't give a fuck about. For example I reckon I pay about ten quid a week to live on a quaint cobbled brick street - that is just annoying when you ride a bike, I am not the fucking Hovis kid.