Since I moved into this flat four years ago, I have told people that the plan is to buy it, then sell it in a few years’ time and move to a little cottage in the middle of nowhere, probably in the Scottish highlands. I mainly told people this because it shut them up about my life plans, and because it’s the kind of Sensible Plan most people seem to approve of, but in reality I’m not convinced I ever actually wanted to do that.
I called my landlord a couple of weeks ago to find out whether I could buy the flat, and they said I am eligible to buy a flat from them, but not this flat, because it’s not for sale. Which is a pretty good reason. Continue reading “So it turns out I just want to live underwater”