Moving day

Well it was finally time for me to leave the safety of the young peoples home. On my second day of looking for houses I found a bargain ... for just £45 a week there was a place just 25 minutes train/tram from the city center. She mentioned that she was really looking for a woman flatmate I just made a joke out of it and that seemed to put her at ease.

It was between a supermarket, gym, swimming pool and park. The house was a bit studenty and the woman that lived there seemed a little quiet ... almost to quiet. I would put up with a lot for such cheap and convenient living. I had seen another room I liked in Kensington, it was a little to far out of town but I was very tempted to take it anyway so I could say that I've lived in Kensington.

She took my round the second hand shops and I brought some cheap furniture, for the first time since my arrival I was purchasing things that I couldn't take with me, I guess I'm really living here now. On my first walk to work I noticed something wonderful, it was bin day and in Australia instead of the boring collection of old fashioned Oliver Twist style bin men we have in England the bin trucks have a giant robotic arm on the side that grabs the bins off the side of the road and pours them in the truck. I really wanted a go!

My commute takes me on a train Sandringham which I get off at Windsor, for some reason this always puts a smile on my face. With my own room and a part share in an Internet connection I felt compelled to buy a laptop. Then I did what anyone would do on their first night they had there own room and there own computer in three months ... I looked at porn.