Others' Grand Designs

[Lime]

It's like walking into the past, isn't it Darling?

.. the first words my sister said to her husband walking into my house after a period of estrangement between us of 10 years.

I sympathise and understand only too well what ALL of you mean.
I don't have many friends because of it.
The only people who I now see are either like myself or are those that have an empathy for other people who are not like themselves.
The rest have either left my company because of my obvious poverty or have been told to bog off by me.
I have quite enjoyed, eventually, facing up the "grand designers" (crap style) and pointing out their own housing mistakes.
Unfortunately for them I have a memory like an elephant (as my wife regularly reminds me in argument as if I need reminding!) so I am able to give an account, blow by blow, of their crass alterations and blissful ignorance of what they did to their now modernised box.

I'm beginning to see the purpose of crapping in the sideboard.

Re the new clock, sell it.

 

[Hatster]

We refer to your place as (with a hint of condescending sneer) "the Victorian house".

How extraordinary! There's really not much you can say to that/

Well, on the whole my family are actually very good - my dad came and installed the amazing central heating control system for which we will be permanently grateful.

 

[JoceAndChris]

As for living in a museum... my idea of heaven!

Me too. And what a stupid comment from the neighbour, probably jealous.

I'm beginning to see the purpose of crapping in the sideboard.

At leat you don't get an en suite thrut upon you!

Thank God there are a few like-minded people still around, and ome tolerant ones too.

 

[Nigel Watts]

We have a tradition in our street - unusual in London where this degree neigbourliness is rather rare - of a pre-Christmas drinks party hosted by a different resident each year. Everyone is invited (except for the people in the rather dodgy looking flats next to the pub on Holloway Road whom noone knows socially). People either volunteer or are persuaded to be the host in a particular year. People who have recently done some major work or refurbishment are targetted if they havn't already volunteered to show off their new creation.

In this way we not only get a rare oppourtinity to socialise with the neighbours but we are also able to have a good nosey around. Profuse compliments are paid to the host about how wonderful it all is then we all have a good bitch afterwards behind their backs about how we found it so scruffy/vulgar/ostentatious/twee etc. All this is deeply insincere and two-faced, but we all know the rules, we all have our turn, and we love it!

 

[Schoolmarm]

Nigel :shock:

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