When a politician is in opposition he is an expert on the means to some end; and when he is in office he is an expert on the obstacles to it.
When I first moved to Hobart I lived in this house, my bedroom was in the window on the
You used to be able to sit in the loungeroom (at the centre of the house), and see outside through the gaps in the walls. The kitchen featured windows to two of the bedrooms. It smelt. One bloke skipped without paying the rent. Another bloke was insane. Seriously, he moved in straight from the psych ward. His counsellor spoke to me about it. He ate all of my food within two days. He didn't flush the toilet. Number twos too. He left lights on an doors open day and night. I moved out within the week. I don't miss it. Much.
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Hey, are those bees I see in those bushes??
It was a slum not that long ago, I'm told (thirty or so years...).
BTW...didn't you live with Jase for a while? Hope that's not him you are referring to?? hehehe
No rent! Bad odours! Food gone! Insane people! No flushing! Lights left on! That list of complaints just sounds what it is like at my place most days NOW!!
Henry is right up there with bad flatmates, particularly as he has gne right off pooing in the toilet of late.
I do remember driving to Hobart to argue your case for moving from Battery Point though.
One idiot too many.