So in the continuing vein of drastic mega change in my (mid) life (crisis), I have just secured a new flat for rent, right in the center of Barnstaple and nicely done out is too!!. I’m really looking forward to having my own space, I have lived in shared accomadation since I left home and living like a student was brilliant, but now as I mature (shit i’m nearly 30!!!!!!! when did that happen) I find I’m prepared to be skint for a place of my own. Its gonna be a pinch but ahh the domestic bliss!!!

It seems sadley, that I’m already ignoring Tyler Durdans advice and I’ve started skanning Ikea. So far I reckon I’ve mentally spent over 1000 quid!! agghhghghg the clich?