Absolutely pre-fabulous

My dream, however, was a little less palpable: it was the sound that was going to greet me as soon as I entered and closed the door behind me. When I say “sound”, of course I was thinking of blessed, unbroken silence. Excited by not having to discuss budgets or expectations with a flatmate or a partner, a series of beautiful visions swirled before me of what my new pad could be like… and so I started looking through the small ads. I used to find pre- fabricated blocks of flats grey, depressing and utterly unromantic, but now they have started to grow on me. Anyone who spent their university years renting “cosy” and “comfortable” digs in an old tenement building that some vandal had divided up into rooms knows what I’m talking about. And if you don’t, you should be happy and grateful that you now have solid, plastic window frames that you can actually close. As well as the apartments that were advertised as having “soul”