And the story goes on

My house which I used to live in in Hounslow looked like this:

The living room and the stairway up to the second floor.
And from the outside backside But it looked much nicer from the front.
But that maybe is because of Luisella standing there?
Not much of a house and it was located directly under the flight path to Heathrow. Quiet? I don´t think so! But
it was my first house here in London, and we did have some fun there:

Not far from the house was The Duke of Wellington, or the Welli as it is called by the
locals. Many nights have been spent there, and many beers have been drunk there.

It was here I met Andrew, he´s the one to the right.

The person to the right is Yoda. He was protecting out house when me and Sandro was
not in. Sometimes he did come out while we were at home to the pleasure and agony of our guests.

One who did NOT like Yoda was Steve Fraine.

Here he is sitting with Sandro and eating one of Sandros famous pasta dishes. This man did now
how to cook. If it wasn´t for that he is married AND that he is a man, I would have
married him myself! Now he has moved back to Italy and I miss him and his food every day!

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