Month: May 2003

I drive into the station car park. It’s 9am, just after school drop off time. A woman sitting on the platform watches. She must wonder what on earth I’m doing. Everyone knows the car park is full by 8:15. I see my target: the old red car. I stop next to it. I dig around  ... [More]

2pm. Well, I put in an offer for The House. Hopefully not so low that it isn’t taken seriously, but not so high that I’ve got nowhere to move when they inevitably come back to me asking for more. Tell you what, it’s quite a buzz. My fingers remain figuratively crossed (it’s a little hard  ... [More]