Pegswood or Bust
May. 13th, 2005 06:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geordieyankeeBust. The house was a total shithole. The lovely landlord decided to sell it under the nose of his tenants, which was crappy in the first place, but they were really nice folks, which makes it doubly bad. House needs major electrics, windows, doors, roofing, insulation...Basically everything except the foundation was crap. And the foundation was crap too, as it is prefab put up in the 40s to last for 30 or so years...
When we showed the tenants the price they burst out laughing and replied that the property wasn't worth £30000, nevermind £75000. So we had a good time with them, even if they are facing the prospect of being homeless in weeks.
Ann suggested we offer £70000 for both houses and knock through to make a mega house with six bedrooms. I'd love to see his eyes if we offered him that.
Bright and sunny day. Vic is stressed to hell about everything with jobs, family, mortgages, money and friends, so this was the proverbial straw. I hope Lindy or Ann win the friggin lottery, as I could really do with being idle rich in a nice big house.
Like Alnwick Castle. I could really fancy being the Duke of Northumberland. I would be great at it; opening malls, mingling with plebs, celebrity golfing, having a drink at the pub to show how grounded and real I am. Then off on my Lear to Berne for drinks and foie gras. (What IS foie gras?)
The dog was happy to see us come home. Now it's off to Netherwarden for tea and cake at Miss Catherine Graham's 8th birthday clarty party. We bought her wine...Is that wrong?
Good things.
When we showed the tenants the price they burst out laughing and replied that the property wasn't worth £30000, nevermind £75000. So we had a good time with them, even if they are facing the prospect of being homeless in weeks.
Ann suggested we offer £70000 for both houses and knock through to make a mega house with six bedrooms. I'd love to see his eyes if we offered him that.
Bright and sunny day. Vic is stressed to hell about everything with jobs, family, mortgages, money and friends, so this was the proverbial straw. I hope Lindy or Ann win the friggin lottery, as I could really do with being idle rich in a nice big house.
Like Alnwick Castle. I could really fancy being the Duke of Northumberland. I would be great at it; opening malls, mingling with plebs, celebrity golfing, having a drink at the pub to show how grounded and real I am. Then off on my Lear to Berne for drinks and foie gras. (What IS foie gras?)
The dog was happy to see us come home. Now it's off to Netherwarden for tea and cake at Miss Catherine Graham's 8th birthday clarty party. We bought her wine...Is that wrong?
Good things.
