Big decisions; Shall I live in Oxford or go back to London?

Yesterday was quite a big day for me. But not in a good way. ...more

Phew, I hate wobbling on my own. Its a toughy isn't it .... I loved living there ;-(

Annie ...more

I've just given away my cooker. It's very liberating. Bring on Domino's Pizza!

Dahlinks! I love you more than Domino's Pizza (actually I can't back that up). As you know, I have been in the process of selling my house in London, and last Monday one of the viewers put in an offer of £430,000 ($688,500 USD). Considering that the sale price was £445,000, I was unsure whether to accept the offer or not. So I put the question to my lovely readers; 'do I barter, or do I accept the offer?' ...more

It looks like I may be permanently leaving London........................

As you know, three weeks ago I made the decision to sell my London house and live permanently (well for the next couple of years at least) in a small village in the Oxfordshire countryside. Yep, I was turning my back on the bright lights and big city ..... because ...... well it's obvious isn't it? ............ fields and roadkill are so much more interesting. Actually, I had better not delve into that rationale too much or I might change my mind (again). ...more

It looks like I may be finally leaving London........................

As you know, three weeks ago I made the decision to sell my London house and live permanently (well for the next couple of years at least) in a small village in the Oxfordshire countryside. Yep, I was turning my back on the bright lights and big city ..... because ...... well it's obvious isn't it? ............ fields and roadkill are so much more interesting. Actually, I had better not delve into that rationale too much or I might change my mind (again). ...more

If your potential buyers are British - I'd barter :) Just couch it in Brit-friendly terms about ...more

I've been working harder than Ron Jeremy's thingy-ma-bob

Blimey, the last three days have been a bloody whirlwind, so sorry if I haven't been over to visit your blog. I've been busier than one of Paris Hilton's condoms.  You know that I put my London house on the market on Thursday? Well, by Friday afternoon I had two viewings arranged for Saturday morning; one at 10am and a second at 11.15am. How cool, yet how inconvenient at the same time. ...more

Big decisions; Shall I live in Oxford or go back to London?

Yesterday was quite a big day for me. But not in a good way. ...more

It's like Beirut in my house

After all the trauma on Saturday, I was looking forward to a disaster-free and chilled Sunday. Ummmm yeh, that sounded like plan. As I was getting Honey and Izzy ready to go out, I heard the beep of a text arriving. The text was from the tenants in my house in London. Let me tell you, after the Saturday saga, my tenants' texts have started eliciting a Pavlovian response.... dread. Preferable to salivating I suppose - that's never a good look. ...more

Dear Diary, today was a bad day

'So', I hear you cry, 'what did you get up to at the weekend?' Well, lets just say that things didn't get off to an auspicious start. The plan was: I was going to spend a fun weekend with Izzy and her lovely friend Honey, who was coming round for a sleepover. In actuality, Saturday started at 8.00am with a text message bleeping in my earhole. It was from the tenants who live in my London house, and it said..... "Sorry to bother you, but the ceiling in the kitchen is a funny shape." ...more

Back to London after a long time away

Wow it's been a busy week to say the least. Or, as an ex-colleague of mine used to charmingly say, "I haven't had time to fart."It all started off with an email. But before I go into that, let me tell you about my house in London. A year and a half ago, I was forced into renting out my pride and joy; a Victorian house in London that I had spent a number of years renovating....more