On saturday morning, I went to see the flat Guardian reader had happened across on Shorts Garden, privately advertised, and a superb location on a pedestrianised street, right in the heart of Covent Garden. A lovely little flat, with, can you believe it a large terrace at the back, with table and chairs and a barbeque. Sadly it was on the first floor, and the music from the shop below was pounding through the floor, and this was after the landlord had asked them to turn it down. So sad, but not for us, if we both had 9-5 jobs and were out all day it would be perfect, well except for the weekend. I could just imagine hanging out of the window and sitting out the back in the summer, but we couldn't live with that noise. Bother, bother, bother. The producer from 'Priscilla' the musical was going to view it after me.
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