by Flic Luxmoore | Monday, January 16, 2012 | House
I wonder, some times, what the opposite of “green-fingered” is. I consider myself to be “botanically homicidal”, or perhaps “yellow-toed”, or possibly “a crap gardener”, but I have never let this put me off. I have kept...
by Flic Luxmoore | Friday, April 22, 2011 | Food Van Driving, Hopeful, House
I’m sure everyone has one, a vague collection of plans and dates that you will tackle when you have a moment. I have one that I am gradually working my way through, adding to it more often than I cross something off. It is fast becoming a creation so complex you...
by Flic Luxmoore | Wednesday, April 6, 2011 | House, Virtual
Step one: Panic. Step two: Worry about the merits of step one. Step three: Pace the living room. Approx 20 laps. Step four: Tea. Step five: Get some fresh air. Step six: Repeat steps one to three. Step seven: Do something to take mind of steps one and two. Step eight:...
by Flic Luxmoore | Friday, March 11, 2011 | House
This week I discovered what gazumping is and why one must fear it. We have, you see, embarked on the slow and arduous process of getting a foot onto the very lowest rung of the property ladder. The offer I mentioned on Sunday was accepted, and we have begun the...
by Flic Luxmoore | Sunday, March 6, 2011 | House
We have spent the last few days in the throws of one of life’s most celebrated torments: Househunting. A process that makes a roller-coaster of emotions look like a carousel of indifference. It started when we found Westlea Road. The house spoke to us, we loved...