My ex flatmate
Whilst i was a student of full independence and no brains i lived with a guy who if you ever met him without his mum has an image of hardness, gingerness, chavish-ness, messiness, fatty-ness and just about every-ness possible.

We lived in a very large spacious 3 bedroom flat with a cracking view and it was good to be away from student halls and living privately, for the first 3 days anyway. Untill i realised how messy and inconsistent he was. It was not only is he incapable of normal humanly activities like putting rubish in the bin or washing dishes. He was worse than a cat going through your bins at night, the whole living room was covered in corned beef boxes, rolls, crisps, dishes, cans of coke and socks. It was like ground zero...and this was just after 1 week of staying there.

It turns out ginger has not one but 3 helicopters as parents, his mum, his aunt and gran all live together under the same roof.

Since i stayed with him, his gran comes over every week to do the general house duties of cleaning his mess in the kitchen, living room and bathroom. Which for me was ok...since we had a free house keeper now.

His mum and aunt every week would come along and take him to food shopping in marks and sparks or sainsbury's making sure he eats all the good finist foods. For the whole year he didn't need to pay a single thing and still proceeded to borrow money from the rest us actual poor and skint students. He was even bought alcohol from his mum.

He is 23 and still gets his 72 year old gran to clean his room.

I graduated now but i fear for the next generation.
(EpeeDemic, Mon 14 Sep 2009, 12:36, Reply)