As Bubb has reported we are looking for our first home together. It seems silly feeling different about living together (yes, of course in sin) due to the fact we shall own our own bricks as opposed to merely renting them, but hey.
We’ve being doing our research over the past few months into neighbourhoods and their relative merits and demerits. We’ve got out mortgage offer officially on paper and we’ve worked out the best location to live based upon our vastly different commutes.
The first two days have been fairly profitable. Ten flats seen, two likely contenders, one offer put in and one offer accepted. Hopefully tomorrow we can put another offer in on the last flat we saw. Fingers crossed.
I’ve been mentally changing the names of all the places we’ve seen so far to distinguish them in my mind. One has Blick in the name; which of course becomes Hans Blick [sic] Way, similarly Lupin Road becomes Remus Lupin Road. I’m glad it wasn’t Sirius Black House because he was defeated by a mere curtain and that doesn’t bode well.
Today I have been mostly looking at baths, and rubber.
June 25th, 2006 at 10:34 pm
I am rooting with Hans Blick, because well, they’ll never ever find any bad stuff in your new flat then. Plus he’s kinda cool, in a calm, calculating, pacifist kinda way.
Hope you get your fave!
June 26th, 2006 at 9:18 am
Never mind all that. Rubber? What?
June 26th, 2006 at 9:43 am
Eeee! Eeee! Where? Where?
I might be having some moving in-ness at some point as well, but for now, shhhhh, and tell me about the houses!
June 26th, 2006 at 12:39 pm
Ooh, hope you get the house you want!
June 26th, 2006 at 1:19 pm
Pete, I am of course a pacifist but not beyond hiding a thing or two in my cupboard just in case.
Poglet - The rubber is question is flooring for potential bathrooms, acid yellow to be precise or maybe hot pink… Dalsouple’s website is very tempting.
Kate - Both in Bermondsey (all the Toots ones M was shown were actually outer Streatham near no forms of transport.) The one we really want to put an offer in on is a complete wreck but is just opposite Shad Thames. Mucho potential. Ooh parties?
Thanks Gambs! Are you looking in Glasgow yet?
June 26th, 2006 at 1:57 pm
ooh bermondsey. we’ve decide its just too expensive for us. the house prices have gone up 15% since january
June 26th, 2006 at 3:37 pm
Thanks for asking about the rubber, Pog. I didn’t feel comfortable mentioning it.
June 26th, 2006 at 4:35 pm
You know me, BroLo - never afraid to ask the unaskable …
Did you watch Wotsisname Da Mosta (Mosca) last night, Bobs? Marvellous programme.
June 26th, 2006 at 5:50 pm
hmm..house hunting…I remember that…the disappointment…the near misses…the tears…and that’s just getting paper cuts from the property pages. heheheh
June 26th, 2006 at 7:17 pm
Roachy that makes me sad. We better get our skates on then… where are you looking now then?
I didn’t watch last nights one Poggie (got it recorded though) but I have watched the other ones. Oh the Tuscany one made me weep! Why did I move back to England?! I love Siena… and the wine… and the sun… and the handsome counts… *thud*
Foxy you have to brave to even think about opening the property pages!
June 26th, 2006 at 7:38 pm
I thought of you last weekend, Bobble. Saturday was the patronal feast of Florence so Sunday they would have held their traditional parade and calcio in costume. With its colors and pageantry, it’s would be a photographer’s paradise, I imagine.
June 27th, 2006 at 1:08 pm
Is that Saint John’s feast Brolo? I’ve not seen the Calcio Storico but I’ve heard it can be very visceral!
June 27th, 2006 at 3:25 pm
It was brilliant, Bobs - you’ll love it. Esp the tunnels in Naples …. Brilliant.
June 27th, 2006 at 3:51 pm
we’re looking in chalk farm, kentish town, caledonian road… albeit not very hard. there are three tiles to be fixed in the bathroom before ours can go on the market.
June 27th, 2006 at 10:36 pm
Exactly right, John the Baptist. Apparently, there weren’t many rules for calcio in the fourteenth century. During one match the summer I spent there, one player’s ear was partially bitten off. That may have earned a yellow card. Great stuff.
June 29th, 2006 at 12:27 am
It is worth the effort in the end though. You end up with your own place…well it’ll be your in 25years! Damn that sounds so depressive
I helped my girlfriend find a house, and she bought one for 37k just before the house prices shot up. It’s worth 120k now!