My first home away from home was boarding with an old lady. A friend and I were set up by the university accomodation service. $25 a week including all meals provided, washing the lot. She ironed everything, I mean everything. Bit odd really.
We only lasted a month and found a place just renting rooms in a house. There we got up to all the bad things students do that could not be done at the old lady's place. (Well we would have if the girls had fancied us. For some reason riding bicycles didn't pull the chicks.)
We would go to the bottle shop and calculate the maximum alcohol content per dollar. Stone's Green Ginger Wine and Blackberry Nip were close rivals but one day we spotted a bottle of Brown Muscat on special. I did not touch muscat again for over thirty years.
The house was owned by a travelling salesman who was rarely home. He told us his wife was in hospital and dying from cancer. One day she showed up good as gold and explained she had simply left him.
After that we moved to a flat under a house where the wife was actually dying of cancer.
Lucky I even survived that year let alone passed.
We only lasted a month and found a place just renting rooms in a house. There we got up to all the bad things students do that could not be done at the old lady's place. (Well we would have if the girls had fancied us. For some reason riding bicycles didn't pull the chicks.)
We would go to the bottle shop and calculate the maximum alcohol content per dollar. Stone's Green Ginger Wine and Blackberry Nip were close rivals but one day we spotted a bottle of Brown Muscat on special. I did not touch muscat again for over thirty years.
The house was owned by a travelling salesman who was rarely home. He told us his wife was in hospital and dying from cancer. One day she showed up good as gold and explained she had simply left him.
After that we moved to a flat under a house where the wife was actually dying of cancer.
Lucky I even survived that year let alone passed.
