I'm on the move again, my three month stay near sunny Stratford (East London not Avon) is coming to a close. My mate Laura is returning from her travels and will no doubt want her room back (cow!) and so I must bid farewell. I did joke to Laura that I was claiming squatters rights and not to bother coming back...she didn't reply.
Moving is hard work isn't it? Not even hard work as such just bloody confusing. I'm trying to sort out basics like who supplies my water? How much is my council tax? Do I have a phone line? To be honest I'm quite confused as to where to start. Doesn't bode too well, my first time living alone and I don't even know what bills I'm expected to pay...I'm going to be evicted aren't I?
So far I've booked BT in to come round and do what they have to do to give me a phone line and the magical wireless Internet. I move in on the 1st June and they, very kindly, have informed me that the earliest they can get round is the 21st June?! Speedy service huh? Hope the speed of the internet is more impressive.
The rest of the utilities bills I'm leaving until I'm actually in the flat, firstly I'm finding it all rather boring and secondly they keep asking me questions that I don't have the answer to. I have more important things to sort out anyway like buying a bloody bed for the weirdest shaped room in the world, a room with a view... of the tube line - jealous aren't you? Haha.
Why isn't there a website where you just type in your new postcode and it tells you all your utility providers, tells you your council tax band or whatever it is? And then gives you a list of telephone numbers to just get everything sorted, thus freeing up my valuable time to plan more important things like my house warming party, no make that soiree.
- Posted (with love) from my gorgeous iPad.
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