Locked

I finished pondering this morning and decided to hold out for more. And got it. The easiest £2,500 I have ever made, I think it's safe to say.

So that's the flat sold. No more housework! No more blind dates with nervous young couples and their ruddy-faced knowledgeable dads! No more cheery bachelors only interested in where they can park their cars! No more cat-loving trophy wives and taciturn charcoal-suited mobsters! Just looming homelessness on Burns Night.

I was just off the phone with the solicitor when I looked up and gazed upon Maryhill locks.