The Boy's Fallen on his Feet

Last Sunday I took James back to Leeds and dropped him at his new student house. It was dark - being the early hours of the morning and I wasn't able to get a good look at the place. The only impression I had was that it was different to the heap of crap he'd previously vacated.

I had to pick him up this evening so that I can take him back again on Sunday(?) -with a car-full of stuff, so it gave me the opportunity to get a good look.
I couldn't believe how nice the new place is. Add to that the fact that I found him washing-up, and add to that the fact that he made me a cup of tea, it all added up to quite a pleasurable experience.

Add to that the fact that the house was very tidy...

...but he's only been there for 5 days.