Yes, it’s cold. Paris was cold and windy. Now back home and it’s cold, windy and it’s snowing as well. It probably won’t last long but we don’t really need it at all. We don’t need people looking around our house in this weather. We wouldn’t want to to and look at other people’s houses either.
It’s rotten timing for sister Pauline, though, coming over here from the warmth of a New Zealand Summer, she’ll definitely be packing her Winter drawers.
And rotten timing too for the crocuses, daffodils and snowdrops that are beginning to bloom.
Back to the house: We’ve had a few offers, which is good, but none match the bottom-line figure that we’d agreed on.
In the post on our return were two unsolicited letters from other estate agents that basically said: “When your current agent has failed to sell your house, come to us, we’ll sell it for you, quickly, and for a higher price”. If only we’d known.
I haven’t been on the phone so often in one day since I worked in an office. So many calls to make, so I addressed them all in one go. We haven’t had one for a while, so here’s the list of people I called:
- The man to come around, look around the house and provide its EPC (Energy Performance Certificate). He’ll be nicely frozen when he visits the loft.
- The man to look at the garden fence with a view to moving it back to where it should be, on the boundary between our house and the neighbours’.
- My dentist to cancel my August appointment because we won’t be living here then.
- The hospital to cancel the second, now unnecessary, follow-up appointment after my eye surgery.
- Our estate agent here to say that despite his best efforts, our doorlock still appears to work and we were able to get into the house when we returned from Paris. And to discuss the lastest progress.
- Our flat vendors’ agent to report on our progress so far to to remind the vendor that she was going to send us some further information.
Liesel made a big decision this week. She Shook me Cold. And not just because of the weather. Well done, Liesel!