Unpaid electricity bills, damp towels, sour milk, the gentle thud of music played to – unsuccessfully – cover the sound of a one-night stand; ugly posters, encrusted cereal bowls, suspicious tissues stuffed between the sofa cushions; overdue rent, arguments over butter, stolen jumpers, cheap teabags, piles of washing-up lurking – cold and onion-spotted – below a film of orange, oil-stained water; uninvited pets, pubes in the basin, bad bedding and unwashed windows. Shared housing in your 20s can be about as fun as an ulcer. As photogenic as a blister.

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