I found a potential new home on Sunday evening in one of the many e-mails that I've been sent by estate agents in the last month, and so I rang the estate agent on Monday morning to make an appointment to view.
Tuesday evening, and there I am, with my mother, to view the property, in the expectation that the estate agent will be there to show me around an empty home. No estate agent, but the owners are home, making dinner, and they very kindly showed us around. My mother loved it, which is a thoroughly good thing, but more importantly, so did I.
So I made an offer, which has been accepted, and, if all goes well, I will be the proud owner of a house in Kingsbury. Watch this space...
