Today I officially entered week two of the flat hunt, with a second Saturday spent tramping round Ealing looking for somewhere to live. The more time I spend wandering around the area, the more I [heart] Ealing, although that doesn’t necessarily help me find somewhere to live there.

So nowhere concrete yet, but there’s a couple of promising places, and more leads to follow up on next week.

The Park was nice, even if today in general was disgustingly wet and miserable. Enough to dent the enthusiam of even the most determined of flathunters. But not too much.