Next week, I’m moving into a new house with some friends (I’m 21 and a student). The house is a beautiful old Victorian building, in a convenient location, loads of space etc, but that’s not what I’m excited about. No, I’m excited because 1. We’ll have space to play hide and seek and build amazing forts, 2. There are toy soldiers glued in random places around the house, and 3. The wardrobe in my room looks like it could have Narnia in the back. MLIA.