That we could go out the back and hear music playing from the pub two doors down was a real coo; but the rats! As long as from wrist to elbow - and that isn't a lie. I can hear them at night, which is better that knowing they were creeping through my bedroom.
Still, now that the council is onto them, the stench is gone but hey, the harmony I felt when I first moved (unbeknown to me, they were growing even then) is gone.
So this is my last chance to write for a little bit. I've got no internet because they haven't worked out if there is a line there and I can't remember what it looks like - but I'll go. Sigh...
It is time to work... At least then I don't think about the Squeeze.