I've moved house. Jess came and helped me to chug the short distance to Mile End.
Over the course of the adventure I trod in a dog poo . . . WITH MY BARE FOOT *sound of crowds cheering* and a bird did a poo on Jesses arm *laughter and hilarity*. Gosh.
But it was worth it.
My local is now the wonderful Palm Tree, the best pub I've come across so far. I've toddled across for 3 bitter shandys so far today. And my local pool is Mile End leisure centre where it's told you can sneak into the sauna and jacuzzi without paying: things are looking good.