Oh, and there was a place in Clapham where the woman kept bursting into my room at inopportune moments and asking if I was staying another night.
And who can forget spending an unforgettable week in Manchester sharing a room with a man who would talk of nothing but Green Shield Stamps.
Quote: Ed Parnell @ June 18, 2007, 1:56 AMI then moved to Hampstead and another nutcase landlady. She loved piano practice at 3am. I also had a window looking onto Hampstead Heath, which I kept firmly closed due to the...interesting sorts wandering around. One night I came back from work late and she wouldn't open the door. She wouldn't even give ma key to my room, the door was just 'to'.
So this bloke, Gary, opens the door and lets me in. Weird that he answered the door in his pants. I come in. have a bit of tea. Get undressed and get into bed. Gary appears, pissed up and wants to talk about football and sit on my bed. He's dressed but rather worryingly chatty. And there's all these awkward pauses. He's not just being neighbourly. I don't think I was imagining things. I'm sat there with the cover pulled right up to my neck.
I waited until he had left the room, packed and went and slept in my office. I'd paid for the week, but sod that. I'm a heavy sleeper and I need to sit down to do my job.
Ed...you poor thing! You should come live with me and have some normal times!
Quote: EllieJP @ June 18, 2007, 2:25 AM
Ed...you poor thing! You should come live with me and have some normal times!
I was genuinely frightened. He was a fit bloke (not as in cor but as in abs and muscles). he kept sayign he had left his girlfriend but wouldn't say why.
lol
You have enough problems, without me moving in. These loons seem to follow me around
Hahaha! That's okay...we can attract loons together! Then fight them like super heros!!!!
The the Loon Poles, Eccentric Girl!
The the Loon Poles, Eccentric Girl!
Yer!! hahahahaha
We could have a phone with Bill Shakespeares' head and it would ring and it would be Matron.
And we would get there and Differently Sane man has kidnapped three bars of Dairy milk and some suntan cream...
Maybe I should try and get some sleep
I have always wanted to solve the mystery of the shaven sheep!!
Trust me, that mystery is one which should always remain shrouded.
What's the mystery?
That's exactly it - nobody knows!!
It's a MYSTERY!!!
I smell a series!
Shaving She Wrote.
Nice 