It was a sound investment. A terraced house in a quiet residential street. Tatty but cheap and when Great Aunt Freda left me some money, buying it as an investment seemed to be a good idea. It was cheap because it had sitting tenants, a HMO or house in multiple occupation, three students, girls, and four bedrooms, three bedrooms upstairs and one more downstairs which used to be the parlour. I moved into the fourth room. The downstairs one. The house was handy for Uni and I thought I would stay Monday through Friday and go home at weekends. I moved...
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