In with the new

I left you last time with us walking through the door of the new house, in true cliffhanger fashion.  I was a bit nervous that I’d built it up to be more than it actually was.  Although the sale went through from initial offer to moving day in bang on six weeks, we had only viewed the property once, I’d been a bit thunderstruck by the beauty of the house and garden, having not expected to like it, and I was wondering whether our desperation to find a house to buy (or even rent) had blinkered us a bit.

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Little by little

Not much to report on the house front, although our buyers have now paid their deposit to their solicitor, a mere three months later.  Exchange and completion dates still to be determined.

We’re in a dilemma now, whether to move before or after the baby’s born, as we’re swiftly approaching the danger zone.  Just hanging fire to see if we get any info from our bank this week about the mortgage.

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On edge

Still no news on the exchange date for our own house, but remember that house I was telling you about last week?  We got it!

Bit of a strange situation – we offered slightly under asking price to begin with, and then revised it to full asking when we were told the vendors wanted full asking… and it still wasn’t confirmed that we’d got it.  They had another viewing.  We definitely weren’t going over asking price, and we made it clear to the estate agent that we wouldn’t be entering into sealed bids again (we lost out on one that way a few weeks earlier), and even made arrangements to carry on viewing other houses.  Whatever tipped the balance, they decided to accept our offer, and we’re now on with the financial side.

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Apple and caramel cream horns

IMG_1660Hands up if you’ve ever made a cream horn. I’m guessing nobody, other than the five of us taking part in this challenge (and the Bake Off participants themselves, of course). And with good reason.

They’re a pain in the arse. They require a lot of different processes and techniques, and on a personal note, a week later, I still haven’t got feeling back in one of my fingertips after touching a hot toffee-coated spoon.

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