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Suggested to the missus that we gave up this renting lark and look for somewhere proper to live.
Saturday we trundled into a few estate agents and took some info. Booked one appointment for today. Went to look, it was crap. Phoned up about a house round the corner and 20 minutes later I was making an offer on the damn thing.
Of course I blagged it and told them we'd arranged a mortgage and stuff, so as soon as we left I legged it home and got on the blower. Within 30 mins I had a hefty wadge of cash offered to me now I'm just waiting on the vendor to say whether he accepts my offer. Obviously I offered WELL below the asking price, cos thats what you do innit?
Funny how things can change so quickly in a day...
God, I'm getting old.
> Domesticated?
> With a woman that owns lesbian porno, something called "The
> Rabbit",
Oh god, i think i know what that is.
Well it was all coming up trumps yesterday, but alas today has been slightly more difficult. They say that moving house is the most stressful thing you can do and they're not wrong. Mind you I'm trying to give up fags as of today too, so that dont help.
Anyways, basically they told me the previous sale had fallen through and thats why it was back on the market. But I found out today that isn't the case its just the vendor getting tired of the person who originally made the offer and giving them an ultimatum. So what I thought was fairly simple now hangs in the balance. We know we're gonna have to pay full asking price (which is no probs) but we wont know whether we're gonna get first refusal until the end of tomorrow. I know its only 24hrs away but it feels like months... grrr
Went to visit it again today and it just gets better.. little things you dont notice the first time round that you start thinking 'thats cool'.
So, all I have to do is knock off the other buyer... goaty you still got that shotgun? I may have a job for you.
Ah well, one day.
"something called "The Rabbit","
Ho ho ho.
Good on you.
c.b.
on another note congrats mate.
> A 2 bed cottage in the middle of nowhere on a Farmer's estate.
I would love to live somewhere like this.
'Band' with the amps right up (to 11!) to simply rock the place.
Kinda hard in my first floor flat.
A 2 bed cottage in the middle of nowhere on a Farmer's estate.
And he says we can shoot rabbits and foxes.
Goaty drunk with a 12.gauge
I only hope, with all my heart, that The Beckhams move next door.
> Domesticated?
> With a woman that owns lesbian porno, something called "The
> Rabbit", collects Nirvana stuff, can whup me at Rocky and drinks
> Vodka like it's Buxton?
>
> Hope so then
Hey - who said you could move in with my Mum!
Perhaps "domesticated" isn't quite the right word then.
Does she, ummm, have a spare room?