1970. There was a shortage of housing. I was 30, he was 37. We had been working abroad and were currently with my parents, eager to get our own place. Finally I found somewhere and DH was happy for me to go and put down a deposit, The estate agent refused to accept a deposit from “the wife”, but did finally relent as we had been on their books for ages without much success. Husband, however, had to go in the next day to add his signature to the contract.
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