My husband and I have started house hunting. I’ve never owned a house, most of my friends do. I’d like to not have to ask before putting pictures up or be able to change the wall colour when I like. So after a year of marriage and trying very hard to save a deposit we want to see if we can get on ‘the ladder’. It’s a fun process at the moment as we’re just starting out and we’ve not really got a deadline. So estate agents are now our best friends and our weekends as we try to save money are to be filled with nosing around other people’s gaffs! We probably want to find somewhere by the end of the year when our rental agreement ends.
Oh the joys of renting. I’ve always done it. I’ve lived in lots of places and had numerous neighbours. We love where we’re currently living – but as is always the case when the property isn’t yours, there are gripes. We have a very noisy boiler, our bedroom cupboards seem to be very cold and we have recent acquired a VERY noisy one.
I’ve always been reluctant about living in a flat. We’ve been here a year with no problems from our neighbours. They’re a pretty friendly lot. We’ve drunk wine with some, been given apples from another, even rescued one of them – after she’d left her gas on!
Then last week it sounded like a porn movie was being reenacted above our heads. After a sleepless night as the performance continued over many hours – the following day I talked about it on my breakfast radio show. I had to as it was entertaining as well as being somewhat concerning. The woman was sounding like she had entered the ‘Red Room’! This was the note I created to share with the neighbours…
THIS was the note we got back through our door!
