UPDATE:
We went to look at the street of the house again today. Knocked on a few neighbour's doors, had a friendly chat. Found out about their dogs and kids. At the back there is one retired lady with 4 toy poodles and one young couple with a 3 year old girl. It turned out the neighbours are lovely, there is a great community spirit, and the very next door old lady is an absolute gem of a neighbour, she invited us in, offered tea and we had a long chat, a laugh and even cuddles.
Old ladies are great for spilling the beans. Turns out the vendor is unanimously disliked in the neighbourhood and they all can't wait to see him go. When the house was on the market previously, it was him who was stalling the sale because his wife left years ago and he did not want to sell and leave the property. But now he just has to sell to go into a care home due to his illness.
The road is quiet and the vendor unloads his groceries by parking on the road by the entrance to the house (there are no yellow lines). The lady next door also kindly showed us her similar size garden, and it looked much better being arranged differently.
We felt at ease after our prodding and thinking of putting a cheeky offer.
Schools must now include antisemitism in safeguarding.


