Find a flat Saturday we can actually afford which we actually want in a location which is just about acceptable, put an offer on it, get it accepted...
Come Monday agent rings up, higher offer been accepted, do we want to raise our offer

No is our reply (with some swearing)
Some months pass, agent rings us up, the deal has fallen through, are we still interested - we say great, original offer still stands... offer accepted off we go... (beginning of September)
Get mortgage (no mean feat - both self employed company directors, teeny profit/salary etc...) Get solicitors, get mortgage survey etc. etc. all good...
Solicitor gets stuck waiting for info related to poxy double glazing installation agreement.... weeks pass, we get pissed off and shout at agent, more weeks pass, vendor informs agent if we don't agree to exchange, putting the flat back on the market... Our solicitor goes on Xmas holiday, we shrug shoulders and wait some more...
Speak this morning, can't get hold of solicitor, speak with agent - vendor got the hump having paid for 6 months more building insurance or some such thing... our solicitor is prevaricating...if we don't exchange by 15th blah blah...
Speak with solicitor, they have received most but not all of answers to queries but they are happy we proceed with the exchange..
Great we think, ring up agent - guess what - the vendor has put the asking price up by 4k

More swearing, stick it we say - or words to that effect.
Waiting to hear back tomorrow. Not sure who is the biggest crook, the vendor (a policeman) or the agent.
In the meantime property prices have marched on and we can no longer afford an equivalent spec flat in the London area (2 bed with garden with side access for bikes)
Currently considering emigration options.. what a bag of shit.
and its raining.
Ade.



