Goodbye to the Middle Room

This will be the last blog I write looking out at this view - a view which has been gradually eroded over the last 34 months by the erection of those two giant warehouses (in the foreground) that have appeared on Winterstoke Road.

Tomorrow I will be moving my computer and decks into the front room, where they will be joined by my bed and the various piles of clothes that are scattered around my tiny bedroom, in preparation for the arrival of Mr Ben McGuinness.

While I'm really looking forward to having a proper bedroom again, I will be slightly sad to leave the middle room - after all, I have probably spent about 12 out of the 34 months we have lived here sat in this very spot. Of course, there are also many memories attached to it.

From Saturday it will become our living room, and will therefore no longer witness scenes like this...











...which is probably a good thing actually as it means whoever is cooking on a Friday night will no longer have to put up with our DJing and attempts at scratching - at least not quite so loudly.

Ben recently popped over and kept Chew and myself up until the early hours with his incessant rambling. This may have raised some concerns that he will be a bad influence on us once he has moved in.





We did however learn a valuable lesson...



...if you're going to smoke a sheesha...



...for the first time in about a year...



...make sure you clean out the pipe first...