Ba-booooon!

Do you reckon that sounds like an elephant, a baboon or godzilla?

This is the conversation NB and I have every day.

It's based on the sound of our flatmates stomping (oops, I mean walking) around the house upstairs (we are in the basement).

It sounds like they will fall through our ceiling at any moment.

Fortunately, one of our flatties is going on holiday at 3am tomorrow morning and won't be back by the time we move out.

We are hoping this means we will no longer hear what sounds like dead bodies being dragged around up there every morning.

7 days my friends.