The last 36 hours have seen a lot of action. We bought ourselves a car yesterday and will take delivery in April. And then today we did a third viewing on our preferred house and miraculously agreed a price, exchange targeted within 28 days. If it goes through we will have a modest 4,000 sq ft country house set in an acre of wonderful Hampshire countryside, 10 minutes from Winchester. There are lots of trees, flowers including a swathe of bluebells and some rough lawn which I will allow to produce what it will. All it needs is a pond.
The house needs some work to satisfy Mrs. Ha but essentially it is a good structure, well laid out and with lots of natural light.
We returned today to a cafe we had tried last week. We had a really good thick lentil and bacon soup and a flat white for me. Delicious. In the cafe was what seemed to be a writers group, reading aloud their essays. Last week it was conversational Italian. There seems to be much to enjoy in Winchester.
The biggest shock was registering with a GP. They asked me for details of my last GP and I remembered his name well as he was Dr. Fitness. Ho ho ho. I could not remember the practice name so we googled him. Aghast, I read that he had been struck off and given a three year supervision order for possessing child pornography on his computer. This was my GP for heaven’s sake. Something was rotten in the state of Bishops Stortford.
Tomorrow is a visit to the kennels to see if Lulu can stay there next month when we have to make a flying visit to HK, it being too far to walk.
So we tick off our to do list at a rate of knots.
What about the fat lady? Well until we exchange contracts and the fat lady sings both sides can walk away. We will be nervous until we get over that hurdle. We have been introduced by my sister-in-law to a brilliant builder. He has inspected the house and will work with us to make our dream home come true. Steve the guitar-playing builder will rock us all over the world, although all over Shawford will do nicely.