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These are all the things in Siobhan's archives tagged as "househunting". If you want to narrow it down, you can use more than one tag, seperating them with a space.
Boxing Day
You should have seen the looks we got, last night, walking out of the building with two G5, three iMac, and a Cinema Display piled on top of a trolley, heading towards my car. There was quite a few people around - all for an opening in the gallery - and the confusion on their faces wasn't (perhaps) helped by our now-traditional tendency to mutter things like "What do you reckon? 200 quid on eBay each?" as we walked past them.
Five AM
The sunlight was streaming through the curtains this morning, as I lay wrapped in a duvet on the floor in Harrogate. Frank (the cat) was running around with a piece of paper he'd "caught", and the dull thud of a cider and wine headache was starting to creep into my forehead.
I Take It Yous Want To See It?
C'mon then. I'll give you a tour...
To Be Discussed
Various things have happened here recently to put me in a more positive frame of mind when it comes to flat-hunting. There's a sense in my head that in a couple of weeks time, I'll actually be able to walk into a flat and - if I like it - say "Yup, I'll take it".
Twelve/Sixteen
Sixteen years ago (roughly) I drove down the M6 to Lancaster for the first time[1], parked my little red Mini in Pendle car park, and reluctantly began what I thought was going to be a year's break from the pleasantries of Ambleside.
Scarey
Procrastination
You'll have to excuse my woe-betides mood last night. Let me try and explain...
Adventures In Househunting, Chapter 3
I'm not - as anyone who's ever been to my house will tell you - the most fastidiously hygenic person in the world. I do tend to leave things lying around, and I don't always wash up immediately after eating, or wipe up the odd spillage the miniute the wine hits the floor...
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