Sunny.

Another sunny day but the coming change could be seen in the oddly shaped clouds and much cooler breeze.

This morning we had a phone call from the estate agents booking a viewing for later in the arfternoon. Plenty of time for us to put our well oiled 'tidy away' plan into operation.  The place was looking as tidy as it can, the sun was shining and there were no loud radios blaring across the back gardens though that was a bit touch and go. The washing had been in the machine when we got the phone call but there was enough time for it to dry out on the line and be folded away ready for ironing. (Yesterday's bleaching of the door seal was fairly successful.) Peter sat himself out in the back garden and I waited for the doorbell to ring, and waited and waited. After making enquires the agent got back to us with the news that the New Bridge was closed and as a consequence traffic in town was grid locked. A couple of phone calls later and the viewing was rescheduled for 4.00. By 4.30 we eventually got the news that the viewers were on their way back to London and would like to view next week-end. Let's hope that goes more successfully.

So all in all not the best of days. You get your hopes up and then nothing. There's no reason that this place shouldn't sell .... apart from the housing slump due to Brexit and then Covid. At least we know we have Red Roofs to move to and each phone call from there signals progress. The latest news is that the textured paper has been removed from all the ceilings. I was prepared to put up with it if the cost was too high but really it was very dated. Who knows what the style will be in the next 10 or 20 years?