Karl and I put in an offer on a house this evening…

Why did nobody warn me that this bloody house-hunting lark is hard work? When you’re looking at a rental property, there’s this little voice in the back of your mind reminding you that if the house or neighbourhood turns out to be a dump, then at least you can move again. It’s a pain in… read full entry »

I’ve been trying to convince Karl that renting is dead money and we should buy a place for … ooh, about as long as we’ve been renting. He is a tight bugger, and cynical about mortgages so resisted. Turns out, his cynicism has served a purpose because we are now at the perfect point to… read full entry »