Mr Toad has finally moved to his elegant new flat, and can be seen here relaxing on his king-size bed, charmingly furnished with imported French cotton bed linen.
And relaxing with an aperitif on the balcony before dinner –
The new Toad Hall is on the fifteenth floor, with a somewhat vertiginous view of one of the swimming pools
and a view from the balcony of the city skyline –
– which I prefer at night.
It’s a far cry from the bucolic charms of Holt, where the only things lighting up the sky at night are the illicit cigarettes of a hundred rebellious teenagers.
What I like best about the flat is the walk-in wardrobe.
Although it’s slightly galling that – for the first time ever – I have enough wardrobe space, with four double wardrobes all to myself … but only one suitcase-worth of clothes to put in them.
Likewise the living area
and the kitchen
are all full of empty shelves and drawers.
For the first time ever, I feel truly minimalist.