Continuing on with our version of “The Twelve Days of Christmas” to make your move festive, the next line in the original is: “On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me eight maids a-milking.

Please join me in now singing our Christmas carol:

“On the eighth day of Christmas, London gave to me…

HOUSEMAIDS a’cleaning…”

Perhaps not the most festive gift, but a necessary one if  you have to arrange to have your flat cleaned upon moving out of your apartment (the landlord or lettings agency should arrange this, but just in case…) or if you’re too busy a bee to tend to household deep-cleaning on a regular basis. The options are endless, and I don’t have one in particular to recommend, but thought I’d pass on this link to local reviews as your starting point: http://www.qype.co.uk.

And now, to continue caroling:

“…several swans in Round Pond,
farmer’s market goose eggs,
fiiiiive O-lym-pic riiiiings!
Soaring raptor birds,
sweet French crepes,
a pub named Dove,
and a Partridge’s Kraft Mac-n-Cheese.”

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