I spied a new empty can deposited on the stairs of A-Block today.
Every time I take the stairs instead of using the lift, I see an empty can placed on the third or fourth step down, round about the 2nd or 3rd floor. I can almost see the poor soul, sneaking out at whatever time, drinking the one solitary can of tramp juice, placing it neatly upright on the stair for the cleaner to collect and making his or her way off to wherever, empowered by the hit of booze required for normalcy. The can is always tucked into the step where it meets the wall, almost unobtrusively. Almost.
In a run-down estate or derelict building, this may not look so out-of-place. Du Cane Court, however, is pretty damned far from that. This is a very well managed building and the service charges are certainly evidence of that. The apartments here rise in value year-on-year and the location on Balham High road is exquisitely convenient. There is a feeling of pride to be living here, or at least a feeling of having paid for something and expecting appropriate quality.
Our Alkie neighbour (if indeed it is a resident here. the alternative is that it is a regular visitor or bizarrely enough, someone who comes in from outside each day to have a drink in the relative warmth of the stairwell) seems to have had a windfall or at least is not affected by the current financial unpleasantness. Rather than the usual Diamond White cider, it was a can of Fosters.
I'll admit I've not done a price check on the two brands, but I'm fairly sure that the beer costs slightly more for slightly less alcohol. So at least someone has reason to say cheers!
I just wish s/he would pick up after themselves.