My beautiful Garden Flat is finally up for short-term rental! It started off as The Library Flat, but over time, it morphed into the patchwork / fantasy / floral (with books) confection that is now available for rental.
My first enquiry was a scam. It didn't take Mrs Poirot much time to uncover when she popped over to the named employer and asked a simple question.
The second enquiry was the start of a novel. 'I am asking for my friend. Could he store his belongings discreetly in the garden? And do you have an oven? He likes to cook pies.'
This told me everything I needed to know. As in, your affair with Rough Trade Jack unfortunately became the talk of the estate when his wife found out. She's kicked him out and you've declared 'What? You're not living with ME!' It was supposed to be fun! Not a life-changing event! Oh dear.
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