So, we found the perfect house. We packed our bags, and were due to move two days ago. Saturday morning, 9am, ready to go. At 5pm on Thursday we got a call to say that another agent had got a better offer and gone with that. ARGH! The house we liked so much was gone, and we are back to the drawing board. I think we were quite lucky to find somewhere we liked at the first look, but onwards and upwards. Bookings were made for Saturday, and we looked at some heaps, but also some really nice ones.
We put an offer in on one flat; someone else did too and we didnt get it.
We saw a load more today (great fun when you got about four hours sleep the night before and felt terrible!) all with fatal flaws for us. Too studenty, too smelly, too odd feeling) so we have decided to put an offer in on one of the Saturday ones. I have a good feeling about this, watch this space ….