I've just had my offer accepted on the house I viewed yesterday. Phew. Have been sitting by the phone twiddling my thumbs and eating porridge for what feels like half the morning waiting for the estate agent to call back.
Can't quite believe they accepted my offer...
The house is lovely - Victorian terrace, very light and airy with 3 bedrooms (one for me, one for Monkey, one for stash). And a sensible size garden (enough room for eating a meal outside in summer and to grow some veggies, hang the washing out and have a compost bin but not too big to have to spend ages looking after it). I like the local area - there's a wonderful greengrocer just round the corner and a wool shop five minutes walk away! ;-) (it was more "acrylic heaven" than "LYS", but still, it's a start!). The local library has just been refurbished and is re-opening next week just round the corner too! The house is on a bus route andhas got a nice big off-road cycle lane going past, so I *should* only need to use the car to get to work. I even dug out the local church warden and had a look round the church (big, non-scary, potentially somebody my age in the congregation).
So, Balderton, here I come!
And my egg (in the sidebar) is REALLY wobbling and has cracks in now!
yet more comment on the Pilling report
9 hours ago