I joke, things have changed.
This flat was a tomb of mould.
It was somehow both full of draughts and stale.
I had to scrub the walls with mildew cleaner once a fortnight and towel down the external walls every other morning.
The boiler didn't have a timer so I used to set my alarm for 5:30 to turn the heating on so my wife could get ready for work in relative warmth.
Most mornings before climbing back into bed I had to do a quick sweep for any slugs, and wipe any trails from the sofa.
The temperature in the kitchen hit the point where the cooking oil went cloudy and started to solidify.
The landlord would come over once a month "to see what he could do" and faff about with some DIY that "might help".
"I appreciate SDF but it's a general-purpose server and the name doesn't make it obvious that it's about art." - Eugen Rochko