I finally moved the final dregs out of my ex-apartment. I cleaned all the nicks and crannys and the carpet is smelling good.
In an climatic crescendo or an act of finality, the clothes basket I was using to transport crockery collapsed.
The noise was amplified by the cement walls and the sound continued as subsequent plates slide and smashed onto the next step.
As a result, there is now an obvious bias in the existing dinner set in the new kitchen cupboard.
But don't worry all I sustained was an even heavier headache and a cut finger. I will be fine. My ears are ringing.
Peace out landlubbers!
Becky
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