When I bought this house following divorce I was temporarily living with my parents and we were all desperate for me to move out. This house was perfect for me so I offered the asking price on the understanding that I could move in by a specific date. The day arrived and everything looked as though it was going ahead. My furniture was taken out of storage and put in the removal van and we waited. Eventually someone (can’t recall who) contacted the sellers who said they couldn’t move as they couldn’t take the time off work. My stuff went back into storage and I got a big bill from the removal company. The date was reset for a fortnight later and the same thing happened. I instructed my solicitor to tell them that I had to be in the house by the following Friday or I would withdraw, and I meant it. They did move out at the third attempt but left it until the last minute. The sale agreement stipulated them leaving the carpets, curtains and lampshades. When I went into the house they had left curtains, but ones that did not fit the windows, they’d cut the light fittings off leaving bare wires, removed the fuses from the fuse box, broken the gas oven, broken the gas fire (both of which had been working) had spilled something on the living room and bedroom carpets leaving awful, damp stains that hadn’t been there previously and the bath suddenly had a huge crack in it.
I had planned to replace all these things anyway but the sheer nastiness of this really shocked me.
When I opened the oven that first night I found the most dirty, horrible chip pan filled with solid grey grease. I threw it in the bin thinking no one could possibly want something as evil looking as that. An hour later the previous owner arrived at the door sheepishly demanding his chip pan.
It took weeks to make things right but in all it was a good move and I am very happy in my little home.
On being called Darling and Love
