I get up and set about packing for my holiday; the cats are very much unimpressed (one could say purr-turbed) that they are forbidden access to the outdoor world. As I begin my drive, with my bike strapped firmly to the antlers, I am sure that I have forgotten something. South of Newbury I remember: bread! That nice new loaf I made is sitting in the breadbin⦠🙁
I arrive at my parentâs house in the New Forest and install Bella and Arthur inside to begin *exploring*. Then I check for messages to discover one from Alexanders: they have an offer for me! I phone them back straight away. Itâs a low opening offer of £138,000, but it is at least an offer.
Minutes later, when Emma arrives with a car full of food, I give her the news. Itâs a good way to start our holiday; that something might finally be moving in the right the direction. We have a leisurely afternoon unpacking, going for a local walk and a chilli con carne supper before we phone my mum and dad for some advice about what to do next house-wise. Then, its off to bed, and to try and not lie awake with minds going over house things…
