Up in the loft


I’ve never been up in the lift here, although I moved in just over eleven years ago. The storage in the flat is now more or less at capacity, so when I got a Christmas tree in the sale I needed to find somewhere to put it for the next twelve months.

The building is pretty old – there might be brick on the outside, but there are exposed beams inside, and the flood are wonky, as they’ve had a couple of hundred years to settle.

I didn’t know what I’d find in the loft, hopefully something valuable (one can dream!) But I wasn’t expecting to find that my loft and my neighbour’s loft were one and the same, with just a short wicker fence dividing them.

I can’t help think it’s a bit dodgy from a security point of view.