The for sale sign went up today... it kind of makes it official... D will be sad when he gets home from his trip. Although he will approve of the estate agents colour schemes I think... nothing garish and at odds with the spring blooms in the garden.
I'm a little in love with Christine the estate agent. She's a weird combo of 25% Kirstie Alsopp (less hippy more blond), 25% Joanna Lumley and quite a bit of Goldie Hawn. She has little touches of leopard print on things when you least expect it and touches your arm when you say something funny. If the house sells quickly I will miss her. She is also a little naughty. A gay man couldnt ask for a better estate agent. She even made me dust things for the photos. David hasnt got me to dust things in 12 years
I think in the same way Adrian Mole noted his willy measurements at the end of every journal entry I shall mention the euro exchange rate. Last week the poor trade conditions in UK cost us a wood burner, this week with Greece fannying around and not wanting to be an extention of Baden Wurtemburg we havent quite got it back but we could probably get some fluffy towels out of the shenanigans... 1.19566 to the pound
Ah, Mr Crawford, how things have changed since Adrian Mole was 13 and 3/4 and we are now nearly 39 and 3/4....and really? the exchange rate is going to overtake the measurement du jour rather than Adrian Mole's willy size. Indeed a sign of the times! Good luck to you and David.
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