Re-reading the previous post, yes, I have been a bit down!
Yesterday I found a new home to move to in Drakes Broughton. I lived in that village for 16 years before I moved to Pershore, so I know I can live there comfortably. Although I would have preferred to stay in Pershore itself, the prices of anything from which I could run my teaching practice, were just too high for me.
The new house is a semi-detached whereas as this one is mid-terraced. The lounge, which I will use as my teaching room, is on the outside (no, NOT in the garden!) with an integral garage providing a buffer for sound between me and my neighbours.
The story of finding this house is an interesting one!
When we viewed a house in Drakes Broughton last Friday we
also saw that another, same basic design, was up for sale a few doors
down the road. We went to the estate agents mentioned on the board, who
swore they knew nothing about it!
The woman I spoke to assured me she was the administrator and if they
had a house in Drakes Broughton for sale then SHE would know about it. However, she
sent a minion round to look, who found their board but with the
Worcester Branch number on it. He phoned here rather apologetically
leaving a message to say he would look into it and send me details of the house.
A week passed and nothing came.
On Friday 23rd March, we went into the agents’ again and I spoke to the same lady.
She still knew nothing about it! So she made a couple of calls to the
Worcester office and to the person who deals with rentals in case
there was some mistake. Still they knew nothing about it!
She suggested we should go and knock on the door of the house and ask
them! I said I would knock on the door of the house and tell them to
change estate agent – she replied “It’s not good, is it?”
So we went round there. Nobody in but we put a note through the door asking them to ring us. A neighbour told us the owner was already furious with the agents for not getting her advert in the paper or the details of the house ready. Lisa, the owner, rang me at about 6pm and I told her what the agent had said to us. We arranged for us to view next day.
It was beautiful!
Then we went back this afternoon with daughter, Marianne in tow. She approved. I offered Lisa her price and she looked as if she was about to cry – so I burst into tears instead!
And we had a cuddle and we agreed. And it’s lovely!!
So do we think Lisa should have to pay the agents’ fee? No, we don’t but I
bet she will end up having to because we saw their board outside. No
justice. If you live in this area and are thinking of selling – don’t have a red “for sale” sign put outside your house, would be my advice! In fact, try selling on the internet first!
I thought tonight I would sleep better…but I was up writing this diary entry at 4.45am!!
Merrie England rehearsal today – hope I can keep my eyes open!