Student Mould!

Being the middle of November and being located relatively Northwards in Stoke-on-Trent means one thing.

1. Its bloody cold.

Being bloody cold means two things....

1. You make jokes about buying thermal underwear but in the back of your head you are seriously considering the wondrous possibility.

2. You don't want to do anything that involves leaving the house or moving from the warm fort of duvets and hot water bottles that you've constructed.

However being a full time student with you know, work and stuff, means you have to leave your bed.....

and hop into the loverly warm shower oh laaa.....

See look how happy this woman is.......probably to happy....she may be drugged....

But anyway its not so good when you hop into the loverly warm shower and....

MOULD! Oh lovely.

Oh look there's some more!

And on the ceiling! Glorious.

The spore army infested our bathroom for a couple of weeks as everyone had more important things to think about than green walls. Still it was pretty unpleasant.

SO......Liam and me went on a house clean out.

AND......Liam, (the one allergic to penicillin and vulnerable to a mould reaction)...cleaned the mould!?

...it made sense at the time. He seems fine for now.....

Our walls are now less furry and generally less green :D

Which is pretty nice. But now after we shower we have to leave the window open to help curve the reappearance of green....which has its downsides of......its still fucking cold.

So everyone's flying out of the shower to there bedrooms half towelled and shivering.....

Ah winter!