Even under the threat of being labelled a hater, allow me to take this time to announce to the world that my flatmates are idiots. Class A, certified idiots. And I mean that in the nicest way possible.

Idiot 1 goes off and decides to move out but leaves us the going away present of her rubbish all over the kitchen floor. Idiots 2-4 ignore the rubbish for days -and I concede that I am an equal idiot for doing the same but in my defence I've cleaned the house more than my fair share of times and I just got fed up - and pretend not to notice. Between hair in the bathroom, rubbish on the kitchen floor, age old crumbs on the side table, recycling left piling up for months they are all idiots.

And idiotic for not standing up and saying that the time had come for us to buy new bin bags until the last one was finished. After doing the shopping twice in a row I got fed up of trying and the nannied idiots sat in their rooms and waited for the bin bags to run out. They never buy anything, even though their parents literally do their shopping for them every weekend, pick them up and drop them off at the doorstep and do their laundry. They are idiots.

Three months and counting...