The general public was using our glass-fronted flat as a thoroughfare to the Omni Centre. It was impossible to stop them, despite my pleas of “You wouldn’t have me wandering around uninvited in your kitchen, would you?” Some young men were especially annoying when they trained their camera lenses through the window onto TPR as he got out of bed in the morning. Surely they could find a better way to entertain themselves?
I took my complaints to VC in his new office at Valvona and Crolla. Unfortunately he was not there to receive them.