The first part of my birthday treat was an afternoon spent in the luxury top apartment of the block. We simply did a switch with our landladies (one of whom was friends with David Bowie) for the weekend. While we were upstairs enjoying the huge bedroom and the views over the garden, they were crammed into the basement flat below.
The second part of the treat was a surprise visit. When I went to the door and found A,C, N and S I finally understood why we needed all this extra space. I could now look forward to celebrating S’s PhD success as well as my advancing years.
A was the first to settle in. Within minutes he was unpacking his Moomin T shirts and putting them away in a chest of drawers.