n these ‘Lestly In The Hizzouse’ things, I always talk about me – Lestly. This time, for a change, I am going to tell you a story about my permanent room-mate Natalie. She is my room-mate but also my best friend in the world. She has lived with me for years partly because her family got fed up with her being out of work but mostly because she has rotten taste in men. There was a time when she would move in with one boyfriend one weekend and move out again before the next weekend arrived. She was hardly able to get a place of her own or even move in with anyone. So, she moved in with me. We have been room-mates for nearly twenty years now.