Seven toothbrushes

Well it has happened at last, for the first time in my life I am living alone…. Tony moved on to a nice wee flat on the southside on Sunday and for the last 2 days I have been “home alone”.

At first, on Sunday night I found it a bit strange, I was on the sofa with the TV remote watching what I wanted…. only problem was that there is not a lot on I want to watch ;o)

Monday I ventured into my new spare room…. wow, I have my work cut out for me. T was a bit of a smoker and the so far I have washed all the wood paneling and been amazed at the amount of sooty dirty that was on them.

I have also gutted the kitchen, throwing most stuff out, defrosted the fridge and the freezer and have rarely sat down to enjoy my new founf peace.

The funniest moment was in the bathroom, somehow there were 7 toothbrushes that I binned, none of them mine…… I am starting to wonder how many people were living in my flat.

However, right now, I know there is only one, and I am quite happy about that. 😀