New estate agent came round tonight. Piccies were taken and a contract signed.
Although they charge more than the other frankly usless bods we were using before they went bust, they are far more gung ho.
More bad news is how much our property has lost in value, but they are confident they can sell it sooner than later.
Hmmmm, I thought. But before the guy left he said someone would be coming to see it this Thursday. Goody we thought.
Then he left. A short while later the phone rang. It was the agents.
Someone wants to come see the property tomorrow as well.
Well OK, bring it on. Shall we say six? certainly.
A short while later the phone rings again.
Someone else wants to come tomorrow, shall we say six twenty?
Well Duh!
So that is a bit of a change.
Mind you, we are selling the house for £2.50 and a packet of chips thrown in.
