Property Hunting – An Adage | Hope found in M.E.

The Adage

How does the age old adage go?

‘When something looks too good to be true. It probably is.’
The term was part of the title of Thomas Lupton’s Sivquila; Too Good to be True (1580).

I will be honest in not knowing that the sentiments of said quote were quite so old. Typical first-worlder, thinking I know it all!

This particular adage has come to mind a few times recently, during our hunt for a home. Yesterday was a case in point. The Moving Home with MEcfs Series continued.

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The Prompt

Whilst looking through particulars an interesting property, in a lovely local village, appeared in the ever discombobulating property feed. Pretty garden and generous sweeping driveway. Lots of mature trees. And a pleasantly quiet spot. Admittedly, it looked a little dated, but not too bad. The bathroom wasn’t shown, which is always a bit worrying. What lies beneath! But we are becoming more acclimatised to the realisation of work or alterations being needed for the home we may eventually be able to choose. I’m less likely to shriek and run away. If I could run that is.

But price comparison wise, we asked ourselves ‘What on earth is going on’? Feeling slightly baffled, whilst simultaneously smuggly purporting to fully comprehend the complexities and oddities of todays housing market.

The Daydream

We went on to indulge in the fleeting dream of afternoon tea on our village lawn, with a crackle glaze pot of cottage garden flowers adorning the chintzy cast iron table, whilst we waved to passing horseriders supping our beverages, with a Victoria sponge waiting to be sliced. Aah. How quintessentially aspirational. Oh dear. What year is it again?

Slice Of Cake And Cup Of Tea In A Fine China Mug In The Sun

The Reality

Wakey, wakey. We interrup this daysdream to announce… Ah! I reluctantly stepped back into the here and now and began to look at the small print. When reading further into the detail, said property is basically condemned, as it no longer meets building regs! Probably constructed with RAAC, the concrete conundrum currently causing people no end of stress, along with asbestos lurking within. With a defunct filtration system which is well past its sell by date. Excuse me, but these prunes appear to be off. It is basically being sold to be – DEMOLISHED! Ah!

Yet again, back to the real time drawing board, not the daydream mood board.

The Challenge

It would help if my brain wouldn’t suddenly go into standby mode when confronted by ‘non-daydreamy’ property particulars. I feel it can become seriously affronted! Whilst it all seems a bit of a blur. I’m sure we’ll get there eventually. As I talk myself into a state of enthusiasm, akin to being spoken to by gran in her ~~houseboat~~, I mean housecoat. Come along dear, sip the Castor oil! No, I won’t do it! As I stamp my foot like a three-year-old. Humph!

Person Sitting With Legs Dangling Wearing White Pumps

Closing Thoughts

And the moral of that rather short story? Don’t believe every enhanced image you view at face value on MyDreamHome.Fairyland. Remember to read the small print FIRST.