My wardrobe

I arrived at Mums yesterday, after a long and uneventful trip on the train from South Norwood, via London Bridge, then to Euston and from there to Lime Street, taxi across town to John Lennon airport to pick the car up. It was cheaper to get the car from the airport than to hire one from Lime street, crazy. Had to wait a while for the car, as it had to be cleaned, apparently it smelled of 'spliff'.

This is my wardrobe for the week, Mum doesn't believe in giving anyone who visits her wardrobe space, even though there is a huge double wardobe, full of her clothes, in the room I am in, a smaller wardrobe in the spare room, but you can't get at that because of all the clutter in fron of it, and there is another wardrobe in her bedroom. So, my clothes stay in the suitcase and come out when needed.