I am currently in a state of turmoil, my lovely little flat is besieged by heathens, intent on pulling out every sense of home. Thankfully they are going to replace the crappy old stuff with shiny new stuff. So I guess that's ok then? lol.

Quite torn about having my flat modernised, it was my Grandparents (Maternal) before me. So I guess its like saying goodbye to them for one last time before making the flat an extension of myself. Think about lots of Blacks, and some deep blood reds and you'll get the idea.

I just hate having people in my place, touching my stuff! On school records it used to say "Doesn't play well with others!". As well as "don't provoke" and "don't call him stupid". It's not that the builders are bad blokes, I am just a bit of a nut in some respects. So I am stuck in my bedroom for the rest of the afternoon, to prevent me from "happening to someone!".

Dunno about anyone else but I preferred the old DA.