Katrin and I will soon be heading off to hand in some paperwork for our new flat. In a whirlwind of activity after work on Friday we did as Londoners must do, and said "yes" to a fabulous little place back in our beloved Finchley (Central, this time) on the spot (talk about a rush of excitement). It's grand. On a road trip to St Albans on Saturday we passed through a village that still has its original Parish Lock-Up from circa 1700s. It's the place where they would stick rowdy people until morning. Not that we're especially rowdy, but we thought that would be a grand name for a flat to house riff-raff such as us.
Someday I'd like to open a pub of the same name...
Well, we can have pubs beside each other and once mine closes, I'll send the clientele to yours to be locked in so that I can go home and get a good night sleep!
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