The beginnings of the flat hunt

The Tube was hot and sweaty this morning; a typical start to the working day, then. Despite being out of the office for two working days, I shall be sneaking off early as the landlord’s management agent is coming around at about 6.15 this evening to take photos of the soon-to-be-decommissioned Athenaeum Club as the landlord wants to re-let it.

Best of luck, mate; all those repairs you never did for us will put all newcomers off, I strongly suspect.

There is a flat available across the High Road that they will be showing us straight afterwards. We will take a look, but it is bigger than we were after, with 3 bedrooms, a little more expensive than we were hoping for and probably on the market 3 or 4 weeks earlier than we would like, so I doubt that it will be of any use to us, sadly. Still, we will take a look just to get an idea of what the money buys these days. I suspect that we will have to start moving a little more sharpish now, if we are to find a flat by the end of June, so weekends will probably become a little moiré fraught as time ticks away. I really hate moving, but I am hopeful that wherever we end up will be in a better state of repair than the old Athenaeum.

I just wish we could afford to buy something, but finances are tight , local house prices too high (despite the much touted property price falls which do not seem to have much impact upon London) and the mortgage market is just a (bad) joke as the banking world reels from the US sub-prime fiasco.

Bloody international economics. Bloody economics generally, actually.

The beginnings of the flat hunt

The Tube was hot and sweaty this morning; a typical start to the working day, then. Despite being out of the office for two working days, I shall be sneaking off early as the landlord’s management agent is coming around at about 6.15 this evening to take photos of the soon-to-be-decommissioned Athenaeum Club as the landlord wants to re-let it.

Best of luck, mate; all those repairs you never did for us will put all newcomers off, I strongly suspect.

There is a flat available across the High Road that they will be showing us straight afterwards. We will take a look, but it is bigger than we were after, with 3 bedrooms, a little more expensive than we were hoping for and probably on the market 3 or 4 weeks earlier than we would like, so I doubt that it will be of any use to us, sadly. Still, we will take a look just to get an idea of what the money buys these days. I suspect that we will have to start moving a little more sharpish now, if we are to find a flat by the end of June, so weekends will probably become a little moiré fraught as time ticks away. I really hate moving, but I am hopeful that wherever we end up will be in a better state of repair than the old Athenaeum.

I just wish we could afford to buy something, but finances are tight , local house prices too high (despite the much touted property price falls which do not seem to have much impact upon London) and the mortgage market is just a (bad) joke as the banking world reels from the US sub-prime fiasco.

Bloody international economics. Bloody economics generally, actually.