the adlards

We now have the dubious honour of having held yard sales on two continents …

Josie got her first bike at a car boot sale on Sunday …

I resigned yesterday …

We accepted an offer on our house yesterday …

Witness the following events: The lead negotiator for one of St Albans’ premier agencies (which shall for the moment remain nameless), Connells, visits to perform and valuation, expresses great interest and enthusiasm and a willingness to visit us the following night to complete paperwork. The following afternoon when his staff are pressed he returns calls. […]

St Albans is infant-rich. Many people move here from London to breed, like salmon swimming up the Thameslink …

It is a well known fact that homebuying, like marriage, is something best avoided …

I should point out, after last night’s documentary, that our agent isn’t yet lying, cheating, or stealing …

The chasm that through nineteen or twenty house moves has persisted in my mind …

Turns out it takes quite a lot of work to get a house ready to go on the market …