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The postman was lurking behind the viburnum sargentii outside no 5. I was delighted to see him, but he turned his head away, muttering. He was still wearing his summer shorts - perhaps he was a little chilled?

Philip - your help has been so invaluable! Spinning the prayer wheel, banging the sacred gong; honestly I wouldn't want you any more exhausted lifting heavy objects!

Such as my jewellery box...

But most kind of you to offer!

I've spoken to the vet about the possibility of giving Ferdinand a light sedative for the removal journey. Then he can stay at a cat hotel, while we get things initially tidy.

Back to work.

Munch

Angela Woodford wrote:The postman was lurking behind the viburnum sargentii outside no 5. I was delighted to see him, but he turned his head away, muttering. He was still wearing his summer shorts - perhaps he was a little chilled?

Philip - your help has been so invaluable! Spinning the prayer wheel, banging the sacred gong; honestly I wouldn't want you any more exhausted lifting heavy objects!

Such as my jewellery box...

But most kind of you to offer!

I've spoken to the vet about the possibility of giving Ferdinand a light sedative for the removal journey. Then he can stay at a cat hotel, while we get things initially tidy.

Back to work.

Munch

Isn't that a euphemism for a solitary practice ?

Gelsemium is a great natural homeopathic relaxant for animals ! We used it when we were very active in the cat show world.

J.R. wrote:Isn't that a euphemism for a solitary practice ?

Ajarn Philip wrote:Still banging my gong for you, medeario!

In which case I am enormously flattered! So thoughtful of you.

Post has been. No contract....

Well!

The contract arrived! Posted on 3 Oct, it survived the postal strike to arrive on 13 Oct. Signed, after careful and frequently baffled perusal, and a puzzled call to the Pet Solicitor.

There seemed to be so much in it that didn't apply to our purchase at all! Then I realised that we must have a one-size-fits-all standard effort.

This made the current husband a bit furious. He told the assistant of the Pet Solicitor that, considering the money we were paying, we should have a made-to-measure contract.



Anyway!

Another letter yesterday with a copy of a letter from the Brown Fangs solicitor

"(Dum di dum di) with regard to matters generally our client must wait for the terms of the Consent Order and his Divorce to be agreed before he can proceed to an exchange of Contracts".

Making a noise that must have sounded like "Aieeeee" I was beating on the Estate Agents door in a flail of arms, legs and teeth by 0900hrs.

Venetia knew nothing of this, and was dialling Mr Brown Fangs in a trice.

It's not so bad. There is one divorce document which ex-Mrs Brown Fangs has to sign, and Venetia assures me that she is eager to have her affairs wound up.... I was filled with fear that maybe divorce proceedings would bIgger up the imminent exchange! Whilst I was being soothed by Venetia, the Brown Fangs' purchaser rang up, also filled with fear, having received the same letter.

How could I have been so complacent? Mistake! It all seemed to be going so smoothly!

Through a glass, darkly

Munch

we had that on one of our sales at work and knew nothing about it, the 'wife' was buying our property *which we didn't know), on the day before exchange the 'husband' hadn't agreed to the division of assets, but in the event I think he was just playing with hiis wife's mind becasue it all went through ok.

Hope yours does too, it sounds as though it will, most people just want to get 'out from under'.

Angela Woodford wrote:There seemed to be so much in it that didn't apply to our purchase at all! Then I realised that we must have a one-size-fits-all standard effort.

This made the current husband a bit furious. He told the assistant of the Pet Solicitor that, considering the money we were paying, we should have a made-to-measure contract.

Ha Ha! We had something similar with ours - there were a number of restrictive covenants in it, the funniest one being "you may not store a boat on the roof of the Garage", which would have been interesting, as the 'roof' of the garage is actually the floor of my daughters bedroom.

(Obviously as I have a 50' Sunseeker powerboat in her room, I am hoping the neighbours will not try to enforce it )

Stick with it, it will sort it self out in the end.

<<<< arms aching terribly...

cstegerlewis wrote: the funniest one being "you may not store a boat on the roof of the Garage", which would have been interesting, as the 'roof' of the garage is actually the floor of my daughters bedroom.

Oh Craig - thanks - this snippet provided the only laugh of the morning -

By the afternoon, there was better news. The soon-to-be-ex-Mrs Brown Fangs had signed in the right place. The Pet Solicitor had taken four days of annual leave, and who can blame her? Her assistant had discovered from the Brown Fangs solicitor that the Brown Fangs' purchaser had also not signed in some place that ought to be signed.

But we are assured that everybody is beavering away for an exchange on Friday! Completion may well be Wednesday!

We have to do a lightening dolls' house visit to inspect and approve. I'm going to transport a few delicate things and plants in containers to be left at my father-in-laws.

I'm having strong coffee right now and looking at the dismembered dining-room chairs. The current husband refuses to retain them. We bought them from the pavement outside a Balham junk shop in 1981. Well, I was fond of them.... but they were falling to bits....

Thank you so much for the encouragement, Philip and Mary! Things are going ahead again!

Munch

Angela Woodford wrote:

cstegerlewis wrote: the funniest one being "you may not store a boat on the roof of the Garage", which would have been interesting, as the 'roof' of the garage is actually the floor of my daughters bedroom.

Oh Craig - thanks - this snippet provided the only laugh of the morning -

By the afternoon, there was better news. The soon-to-be-ex-Mrs Brown Fangs had signed in the right place. The Pet Solicitor had taken four days of annual leave, and who can blame her? Her assistant had discovered from the Brown Fangs solicitor that the Brown Fangs' purchaser had also not signed in some place that ought to be signed.

But we are assured that everybody is beavering away for an exchange on Friday! Completion may well be Wednesday!

We have to do a lightening dolls' house visit to inspect and approve. I'm going to transport a few delicate things and plants in containers to be left at my father-in-laws.

I'm having strong coffee right now and looking at the dismembered dining-room chairs. The current husband refuses to retain them. We bought them from the pavement outside a Balham junk shop in 1981. Well, I was fond of them.... but they were falling to bits....

Thank you so much for the encouragement, Philip and Mary! Things are going ahead again!

Munch

I don't know about Philip but I won't sleep until you are a doll.

Fingers crossed, Munch. If you need anything let us know.

Our exchange was horrendous. The couple buying from us hadn't put their cheque in and done the things they needed so completion day arrived with no exchange of contracts, our house completely empty and cleaned. And then the water tank overflowed through the airing cupboard and down the light fitting into the downstairs room. Hmmm.

I can't even begin to tell you what happened with our house move a couple of years back I think I've mentioned it on here a while back though.

Reading these horror stories, I can't believe how easy I have obviously had things - since I am already in situ, no worries of moving in or out, all documents and exchange of monies handled by my solicitors ( who have been brilliant if expensive given my budget...) and even my neighbours are nice - the next-door lady's stepson noticed that my back gate closed badly, so had repaired it for me...also changed the padlock on the shed ( with relevant key) and mended a hole in my mother's fence...
Should I be waiting for something to go horribly wrong?

Worried in Leigh

Euterpe13 wrote:Should I be waiting for something to go horribly wrong?

No! Our previous move (ie the one before here) went so smoothly, that's what I thought moving house was always like. I was renting so no hassle on my side. My husband sold his house to a girl who was renting so no chain from her, and no quibbling about the price or work to be done etc. The house we were buying was already devoid of occupants having been rented out. We first viewed the place in mid-February, and by mid-April we had sold and bought and were in our first home together - a beautiful cottage, complete with heating which was a complete novelty for us both and very exciting.

This thread reminds me of a joke I saw when smilies first came out.


A loud voice said "Smile, things could be worse"

So I did.

And lo and behold, things did get worse!


I have always found that things eventually sort themselves out, although not necessarily in the way that you thought.

So I am now resigned to only worry about things I can affect. If I can't alter things, then why worry.

You'll get there in the end.