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If I were asked to answer the following question: What is slavery? and I should answer in one word, It is murder!, my meaning would be understood at once. No extended argument would be required . . . Why, then, to this other question: What is property? may I not likewise answer, It is robbery!, without the certainty of being misunderstood; the second proposition being no other than a transformation of the first? —Pierre-Joseph Proudhon, What is Property?

Disclaimer:  This post has nothing to do with anarchism, I’m actually quite content really.  Although this Wurzel tax may be a pain in the summer but hey ho.

I am excited about houses.  I’m even proud about the fact!  My own property, or at least a property where I was on my own, not sharing with strangers.  First of all I was excited about the prospect of walking round in my pjs without feeling self-concious.  The I realised there would be so much more I could do!

Currently I live in a shared flat which is fine for the time being.  The people I share with are extremely tidy and very polite etc so its pretty good in the grand scheme of things.  I don’t have to complain about mess or whatnot either!  However I just really want some space that extends beyond my bedroom.  I reckon I’ve got about 9 square meters all to myself and then there is the kitchen and bathroom which is shared.  That 9 square meters ain’t much!  Plus there’s only one chair so its not like I can go and sit on something different without using my bed which inevitably leads to me falling asleep.  I’m craving a settee to be perfectly honest, a coffee table would be nice too, oh and a telly.  That would be a winning combination indeed.  Being able to relax without my laptop will be wonderful.  At the moment I’m too shortsighted and lazy to do anything without it.

I would also like my own kitchen.  Just so I could make a mess and not inconvenience people.  I know this may shock everyone who’s lived with me as I have in the past been a “cleaning Nazi” however I do like mess in the right situation.  I can’t wait to leave my pots and pans on a drainer and not feel guilty about getting in the way.  I’m dead rock and roll you know.

Someday I will also own a garden which will be wonderful until I have to cut the lawn every week so that Karen can practice agilising with the doggies on it.  However we will also have chickens and maybe even a pig so it’ll be super!

I think what I’m after is some independence; an income and a place of my own will be amazing wherever it is.  All I need is my best girl and some luck!

The photo at the top is Wollaton Hall in Nottingham; its a HDR of 5 exposures (probably only needed 3) and looks pretty splendid in my opinion.  Go see more at my portfolio!

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