It’s a house made of brick. We’re renting. It’s much bigger than the old place, and yet our stuff still doesn’t fit. My sister was here helping us unpack and says that I have too many T-shirts, and that it’s silly to own glass sundae cups. I think it’s silly not to.
Here’s the plaque on the front of the house. It says the house is dedicated to the professor of bricklaying from BCIT.