House prices continue to rocket. I saw a “For Sale” sign on a flat I’ve always coveted on my way to cinema last night, so on the way home I took a detour past the agent’s window to see what price it is. Ground floor. One bedroom. Parking space. £155,000. My flat (also one bed, parking space, ground floor) is worth around half that, and isn’t that much smaller.
Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to continue coveting.
separating the wanted from the unwanted