Time to move

I’m back and so is my photography. It was great to get away for a few days to see my daughter, playing with little Jesse my grandson was just the tonic I needed, and with the dog still needing there walks I didn’t half get my steps in. My daughter lives in a nice maisonette very close to Therfield Heath, it’s a fantastic location, the dogs love it, and so do I. The dog walks gave me the opportunity to refresh my joy in photography, I was taking photos of everything and nothing. Talking about where my daughter lives, nice as it is, it’s now too small for there them and Jesse would love a garden, so they are planning to move to a house not to far away. Everything fell into place over a month ago with getting a buyer for their place, and having an offer on an idea house excepted. So here is I travelling down to see her thinking this is probably the last time we stay at her current place, then the bombshell phone call, my daughter in tears her buyer has pulled out. This after surveyors, new mortgage arranged, instructions to solicitors, and guy pulls out saying he’s found another place. The buyer guy had already indicated he was in no rush, even so everything was moving OK, with no chain obstructions on either side. My daughter even offered to get out sooner, but there was no persuading this guy, his excuses were fragile, his mind made up, my daughter was heart broken. At least we were in the right place to help to cheer them up, relax and have some laughs. How could this guy do this! How does our house buying system allow this! We now have our fingers crossed that they can find a new buyer pretty quick or they will lose the house they’re after.

Done