Wednesday, 16 February 2011
Lovely house in Devizes, anyone?
Yesterday the nice woman from the estate agent came to value our house. She said all the right things, and even admired the "family bathroom" (a small, undistinguished room with no shower but all the other necessities crammed in). I apologised for the glory hole (a combination of shed, rubbish tip and utility room) and she didn't bat an eyelid. I said should we re-edecorate, and she said don't bother (good). I told her that if she bought my book, I'd let her sell our house, and she took down the details. But...
I love this house, and I don't want anyone else to have it. It's our home. Right? I especially don't want to have to tidy it up so that people can "look round" it (does anyone sell cans of coffee- or fresh-bread-smelling air freshener?). So the jury (regarding whether or not we sell) is still out. Well, hovering in the doorway, anyway.