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Ah the joys of living in the block of flats. Firstly there is the unbelievable service charge for work that never appears to have finished if you don't make endless calls on the managing agents. Then there's your neighbours. Thoughtless jerks who be a musician until 3am or place their automatic washer on at 6am. Which simply so is actually right above your bedroom. And finally, the post. The post just appears to turn out everywhere. It comes in over the only mail you might have and sits there on the stairs all confused. How many times have you lost important bill