After all that i wrote last night.. Michiel had a phone call this morning from the new housing association, saying that the people she’d offered the flat to hadn’t responded to her, and that if we wanted to come in tomorrow afternoon, she’d interview us with a view to giving us the property! We’ve a pile of paperwork to find and take with us now, which will be fun (not), but this morning i wandered over to the new property (its about 10 minutes walk from where we are now). i spoke to a neighbour and managed to identify the property – as it happens, right next door to her! there’s a whole bunch of these flats close together, they look like houses until you notice that they have 2 front doors. (more behind the cut, to avoid clogging up the front page with photos)

looking from front door out towards front gate - needs some work doing but theres plenty of potential

looking from front door out towards front gate - needs some work doing but there's plenty of potential

We get our own front door – no more sharing of a communal hall! – and, best of all, there’s a garden. and not just a piddly little front garden either. We get a large back garden too, its right in the middle of the group of houses, not overlooked by anyone from the street (the surrounding houses might be able to see part of the garden if they looked out of their windows), its fairly large, got tall fences (privacy, at LAST!) and best of all, its not overshadowed by any trees or anything. Its new fencing, thick lush grass, with a proper gate (which means jess can be let off the leash in there) about 5 steps from the front door, with our own front gate, and a small grassy section to the front. Its on a slight slope – i didn’t notice it at the time, but looking at the photos now, i can see it. This will have to be borne in mind as any water will obviously flow downhill. Oh! each property has their own bins – including the kerbit! scheme, which means we can properly recycle now!

garden at the new flat

garden at the new flat

The neighbour i spoke to said that their end of the cul-de-sac was mostly quiet, she’s a gardener too (and takes great pride in her garden, obviously, you can tell, and that’s another good sign) but did say that the house on the corner where the cul-de-sac turns into the main street has a lot of kids, which isn’t so good. They obviously aren’t a real problem though, because she has hanging baskets and a bench out in her front garden, so isn’t afraid of them being stolen. I got a glimpse of our potential downstairs neighbour too – an older woman (maybe mom’s age, maybe a bit younger), didn’t look terribly well, she was opening the front door to a younger man, about our age.

Obviously we’ve not seen the inside of the properties, but i did notice that the windows had been revamped to double glazing, so that is something. One of my fears is that we’d end up in an old flat which was very expensive to heat, and while that may still be an issue, at least we’ve double glazing, which is something.

upstairs rear of the property, which would be ours

upstairs rear of the property, which would be ours

I’m already excited, thinking about what i can put where, and this is may be a mistake, if the housing decide not to offer us the property for some reason, or we decide its not the right property for us (it may be really grotty inside), but I really can’t help it. I need the excitement at the moment: this morning i was mentally running through all the things that need to be done for a move – getting someone out to unplug the gas cooker, and replug it in at the other end, moving the broadband, the electric, gas, water and TV supplies, letting everyone know about the change of address, packing up, finding a van to hire, and so on, and that’s without the sheer stress of the actual moving day itself and trying to get everything sorted out on the day. They say that moving house is one of the more stressful things you can undergo in a lifetime (20 points on the Holmes and Rahe stress scale) so i need the excitement at the moment to propel me through the dread feeling i get at the thought of all that needs doing… but it has to be done.

standing by the gate to the garden, you can see the front door (the downstairs front door is on the other side) and our front gate. bit dingy but it has potential.

standing by the gate to the garden, you can see the front door (the downstairs front door is on the other side) and our front gate. bit dingy but it has potential.

the long narrow bit, leading from the gate to the garden.. you can see Jess is already exploring!

the long narrow bit, leading from the gate to the garden.. you can see Jess is already exploring!

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