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Sun, 10/03/2010 - 21:00 -- Bee

This epic move to the Big City has detracted from the more urgent fact that my kid is leaving home for university.

Dismay! Regret! Poignant moments galore!

She has been camping amidst the boxes in my living room while trying to find a flat. What, you say - shouldn't she have a dorm room? Why no. That would be too civilised. Apparently freshers (many literally fresh from the countryside) should be able to magically conjure accommodation without any assistance or advice from the institution, in the most expensive city on the planet.

Lucky the girl has me, not least my obsessive research skills. I've spent the last few days haunting online advertisements to sort wheat from chaff, or rather, legit from fake, pandering & prostitution from innocence & ineptitude. Difficult does not begin to describe the task.

With a last fervid push of assistance from Byron we finally sorted it out. She has a place fourteen minutes walk away, in a household more reminiscent of The Young Ones than I thought possible in real life.

So near, yet oh so far!

4, 3, 2, 1, watch out world, Mina Lavender is launched!