Inspections Inspections

I'm not a tidy person, I try but despite myself everything just explodes around me and turns into heaps of stuff. Mix that with the fact my fondness for washing up is on the same level of that for socks and it's safe to say my flat is not the tidiest place in the world.

When the words 'Flat inspections' comes up it strikes fear into many a students heart. It leads to such questions as 'Where's the hoover gone?' (which is still up for debate) 'How do I get blue tac marks off the wall?' (Proving impossible) and 'How do I get the illegal smell out of the soft furnishings?' (A LOT of Febreeze).

I hate still being up at 5am working my way through what seems like the millonth load of washing up, having already scrubbed the bathroom floor to ceiling, shoved everything possible into my closest, packed a box of books, and cooked dinner, only to find the next morning that the inspection has been delayed by a week due to 'unforeseen circumstances' bah humbug!

Hopefully by then we will have found the hoover, where could it be hiding?