My Life Blog

Yesterday, I noticed something unsettling—the main entrance to my block of flats had been deliberately damaged. The wiring for the door’s locking system had been ripped out, leaving the entrance completely unsecured. That alone was worrying enough, but what happened next made it even worse. This morning, I woke up to find a homeless person sleeping on the floor in the communal area, just outside my flat. That’s when it hit me—this wasn’t just a minor repair issue; it was a major security risk. Anyone could walk into the building at any time, with no way to keep them out. Looking back, I think I know when this started. Two nights ago, around 9 PM, my buzzer rang. I almost answered it but decided to ignore it—no one should be trying to get into the building at that time. The next day, I noticed the damaged wiring. The lock wasn’t just broken—it had been sabotaged from the inside. That means someone must have been let in, either by another resident or by buzzing random flats until someone...

Recently, I found myself caught in the middle of a frustrating situation involving fire safety, blocked access, and a system that seems to protect businesses rather than the people affected by their actions. It all started when Franganos, a local restaurant, began blocking access to the entrance of my building with their vehicles. This isn’t just an inconvenience—it’s a legal and safety issue. The first step was to raise concerns through the proper channels. After multiple complaints, the fire department finally came to inspect the entire building. Their main focus was on fire safety compliance, ensuring that everything was up to code. They asked if I knew the fire escape plan (which I did), but their real concern was whether the building met the required safety standards. During their inspection, they also stopped by Franganos, which didn’t seem too happy about being under scrutiny. Despite their visit, one thing became clear: the blocked access was considered a civil matter . This me...

Living in a block of flats comes with its fair share of challenges, but one of the most frustrating things is when temporary tenants or visitors treat communal areas like their personal lounge. For the past few weeks, a group of workers—presumably renting a short-term place while working on a construction project—have been turning the entrance of my building into their own smoking den, and it’s making life miserable. These guys show up in their orange hi-vis jackets, rugged boots, and dirty work clothes, plant themselves on the steps, and puff away like it’s their personal smoking area. The problem? The smoke isn’t just an eyesore—it’s seeping into the building, making the entire entrance reek of stale cigarettes. Worse still, every time I come and go, I have to squeeze past them, coughing my lungs up while they sit there without a care in the world. It’s not just the smoking, either. They leave their mess behind—cigarette butts scattered around, empty beer cans tossed on the stairs, t...