My Two Pence

I have recently moved to a new apartment in Manchester which has taken many, many viewings to find one I liked.  I am quite sure that over the last few months in my mission to relocate I have seen every type of apartment on the market.  Ranging from the grotesque, partially built and the far too nice to be in my price range apartment.

Seriously though, the some of the bathroom suites I saw; the first one was like a seventies throw back… please see the picture to understand something like the sheer horror I encountered!

I am a modern girl; I like modern features within my home.  I even saw a basement apartment; no natural light; it would have been like living as a mole in a burrow.  Is it so much to ask to find a nice home, possible to actually live in, that isn’t in the middle of the ghetto?!?!

Anyway, I am now relocated.  After the trauma of seeing so many unsuitable places and then when I eventually did find two I liked someone had already put a deposit down an hour before me… literally picked to the post!

So, feeling done in by the whole relocation mission, I finally found what seemed like the last apartment in Manchester and quickly applied to put down a deposit.  Now my flat is right next to a duel carriage way, with 24 hour traffic, I might as well live the house in the middle of the M62!

It’ll do for the next six months, though next time I think I’ll be more patient with the situation.

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