Something odd happened to James and me. We were working on Mtv at his place when we heard a knock on the door. It appeared to be an elderly man 70 years of age or so. He told us his brother used to be James' neighbour, before he died end of last year. When his brother died, the Council claimed the flat and somehow locked him out by changing the locks while he wasn't there. He left his bags and coat in the flat and couldn't get back in unless he climbed through James' slippery balcony on the fifth floor. Which he luckily did. He then offered us to come over and have a look.
The flat remained unchanged for 60 years it seemed before people from the Council took out most valuables. He was offering to take whatever we liked, including an 18th century piano, since verything would be thrown out anyway. This is what I ended up with.
I've only cleaned everything up few days ago, and was shocked to find out the radio is still alive!
