Rose - we live near the Costa Roastery (if that's a word) and often get the scent wafting down wind.
I am beginning to hate this flat. Every day we discover something else wrong with the bloody place. One of the tenants appears to have peeled a large strip of lining paper off the wall in DD2's room (which we saw as a quick win, just needing a new coat of paint and bed), so this will have to be repapered. The plaster is rotten in part of the cupboard in our bedroom and will need to be removed (cupboard is damp). The hall floor is all lumpy and is a mixture of parquet, hardboard and concrete, as is the floor in DD2's room, which appears to have an extra window that has been boarded up. On the plus side, the sitting room floor parquet and that in DD1's bedroom seems to be sound. DH wants to take everything back to basics and do it all "properly". I am tired of living in squalor and am advocating a "make do and mend" policy to get it habitable, not least because we lived like this for three years in our last flat, and I have a strong sense of deja vu...