Maria's front door has a house number – 48 – screwed in to the wood and its own letterbox, but it isn't possible for a postman to get here to deliver anything. The healthcare assistant's home is a shed in the back garden of a shabbily converted bedsit property, only accessible via the main building and through the filthy, rubbish-strewn yard.
Her thrifty landlord has recycled the front door from another property, but Maria likes it; she likes having her own entrance and her own privacy. On balance, she thinks the shed is a better place to live than the crowded HMO (house of multiple occupation) she was in before. It has electricity and a tiny kitchen which leads into a bathroom, but there's no hot water, so when she wants to wash she needs to boil two huge vats of water on the stove.
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