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The past eight days have sucked. Our bottom floor flooded not once, but twice. Furniture ruined. Carpet pulled up. Mould and mildew infested walls. Stench. Totally uninhabitable - and the bedroom and bathroom are down there. Everything should be repaired by next Wednesday but, quite frankly, I can't wait to move. Or at least sleep in my bed again. And believe it or not, the thing that made me laugh the most this week was playing with Enid and her new George W toy. Small pleasures.