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Moving

Today, we said goodbye to our yuppie dream house location in the marina and move to a former council tower block in Everton. It is my fault really, since my decision to return to Malaysia has left my flatmate without a… err, flatmate. Finding another flatmate was not a viable option for her, so instead of paying for the whole of the 2 bedroom flat we had lived in, she decided to move to a smaller place which was £225 cheaper. Her new 1 bed flat is in a rather hideous 15 storey tower block in a rather dilapidated part of the city. I used to pass this block on my way to my friends’ place in another tower block further down the road and at that time, it was an abandoned council property. In the intervening years it has been bought by a developer and done up all modern with a gym, sauna, wooden flooring and secure parking to attract the upwardly mobile young professionals. It’s not a bad place but it does feel like a rather isolating environment. The marina area used to be a rather dreary area but because a large chunk of it has been developed to be trendy homes and apartments and the fact that it is close to the Albert Docks, it feels quite safe.

In contrast, even though the whole tower block has been done up nicely, it is still an isolated spot in a run-down area. I mean, it’s Everton and I don’t think there is a nice spot in the whole of Everton. I don’t think Flatmate would go for walks around here, but I hope she stays safe when I’m gone.
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Anonymous said…
stay safe kere's flatmate. I'm sure it will be safer than living with YOU har ahar ahahrhahrhar
16 January, 2007 23:06
Maryam said…
Hahaha the kay jay and coworker comment...mrrriaaaooow - this cat's got claws!
Eddie Cahill? Are you kidding me? Hah! My love for Dean is pure. But don't discuss it! People will start to think I'm a geek. (and don't say too late for that!)
You sound like you're starting to watch more TV than I do. That's dangerous. And I only do it for educational er... research purposes.
17 January, 2007 11:11
Kere said…
KJ - you're such a wit. i'll come and live with you in a minute.

Maryam - you were born into this family. There is no escaping your destiny. You ARE a geek. Btw, my love is always pure. My visions always do.
19 January, 2007 14:40
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