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Local Colour
Just phoned nespresso to order my brother-in-law's birthday gift, and when I started spelling my street name, the woman said, "oh, I know round there, I went to look at a flat in Kingscroft Road last night". We had a long chat about local eateries, transport, the merits of the Jubilee line, and I recommended all my favourite local hangouts. We talked about the rent (£100 a week, for a flatshare, no shared room); Amanda really wanted a shared space, but I said it's not that uncommon for the living room to be turned into a bedroom, as it makes someone, somewhere some money. She said I'd done a very good local marketing job, and she'd email me if she moved in.