finding a home

My head is completely in the Moulin but there are still things at the cathedral flat.  I go there once a day and bring one or two bits back in a rather desultory kind of way.  Sometimes I just go there, smoke a cigarette at the balcony then lock it up and go home again. 

The two lampshades I picked up for a tenner in the old thrift shop have never been to the Moulin before but today one of them found their place.