The first cuckoo of Spring (Belle)

My tiny home was being ‘cuckooed’ – every day more people that I didn’t know were moving in and it seemed my ex boyfriend was the instigator. I eventually snapped when I realised that someone had secretly replaced my step ladder – this was going too far.

Fortunately I remembered I had a secret – and much better – house around the corner.

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