Thursday 24 March 2011
Tuesday 22 March 2011
A birthday
Oscar is one year old today. How quickly the time flies and how rapidly he changes. This time a year ago he was still keeping everyone waiting and i was convinced that he had to be a girl. Now he is a personality in his own right and is developing so many skills that will see him through his life. Happy birthday little man.
Friday 18 March 2011
In motion
Since my last post, a tentative approach to an estate agent resulted in hands almost being bitten off in the rush to get the house on the market. Within a week we have become a commodity and have already been peered at and poked at six times. Having strange people wandering around the house is a little like having your private parts examined by the doctor, and don't you just hate it when they say - "Oh dear!" in that tell tale tone.
I have been asked if, next time there are people viewing the house, if I would kindly not be there. I don't know what i am supposed to do; go for a walk maybe or perhaps go and sit on the swings in the park while people I don't know and don't want to know are breathing on my furniture. Of course I will comply as it is what is expected of me, but I will not pretend to like it.
Of course, all the details, including full colour photos, are there on the net for anyone to peruse so now I can be violated remotely by anyone who knows where I live, and of course by those who randomly find me on their computers. It is a strange feeling, rather like being given a massage by a large hairy person of indeterminate gender.
Of course it has also meant that we need to look for somewhere else to live. Our target area is 150 or so miles from here and so our searching has to be remotely controlled and that in itself is far from easy, though i have to say that Google maps makes it a lot easier to eliminate possibilities. It has been a reminder that I am a bit of a social misfit and that I have prejudices that are based on past experience of neighbours from hell, and there lies a huge issue when it comes to choosing a house.
For now there is a long list of properties that all look much the same, and until we can make the trip physically, it will be hard to make a shortlist and impossible to make a choice. Having said all that - someone needs to give me enough money to enable me to move.
I have been asked if, next time there are people viewing the house, if I would kindly not be there. I don't know what i am supposed to do; go for a walk maybe or perhaps go and sit on the swings in the park while people I don't know and don't want to know are breathing on my furniture. Of course I will comply as it is what is expected of me, but I will not pretend to like it.
Of course, all the details, including full colour photos, are there on the net for anyone to peruse so now I can be violated remotely by anyone who knows where I live, and of course by those who randomly find me on their computers. It is a strange feeling, rather like being given a massage by a large hairy person of indeterminate gender.
Of course it has also meant that we need to look for somewhere else to live. Our target area is 150 or so miles from here and so our searching has to be remotely controlled and that in itself is far from easy, though i have to say that Google maps makes it a lot easier to eliminate possibilities. It has been a reminder that I am a bit of a social misfit and that I have prejudices that are based on past experience of neighbours from hell, and there lies a huge issue when it comes to choosing a house.
For now there is a long list of properties that all look much the same, and until we can make the trip physically, it will be hard to make a shortlist and impossible to make a choice. Having said all that - someone needs to give me enough money to enable me to move.
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