Last year we decided that we wanted to move home.
We really wanted stairs to up to bed on and we really wanted a garden. Somewhere to grow chills and play badminton in our socks.
So one sunny autumn afternoon, after quickly realising we couldn't afford the area where we live now, we hopped on the tube and ventured east.
We landed in Leytonstone. E1 to E11. Almost Essex but not quite.
It was only supposed to be a recce of the area, but one very persuasive estate agent later and we plumped for house contended number two.
A terraced three bedroom house with bay windows and a south facing garden. Owned by an Irish 77-year-old man who was born in it.
It needs a little updating.
So one sunny autumn afternoon, after quickly realising we couldn't afford the area where we live now, we hopped on the tube and ventured east.
We landed in Leytonstone. E1 to E11. Almost Essex but not quite.
It was only supposed to be a recce of the area, but one very persuasive estate agent later and we plumped for house contended number two.
A terraced three bedroom house with bay windows and a south facing garden. Owned by an Irish 77-year-old man who was born in it.
It needs a little updating.
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