Life has been fairly quiet which was a bit of a relief,
after the previous week. Phil went and
did the final check out with the agent at the Oldbrook flat on Tuesday
morning. He wasn’t happy doing it
because he said I am much better at inspections and he is right, I am much better
as I notice so much more than Phil does.
But the trouble is, I get very emotional about the flats and no one ever
cleans to my standards. The trouble is
you have to allow for some wear and tear especially if the tenant has been
there for a while.
I did go the flat after the tenant had gone and met Adam
(our agent) with Phil. I was dismayed to
see the mould problem had returned after a total redecoration job only 18
months ago. It was nowhere as bad as
last time just the odd spot here and there.
The bathroom ceiling was bad though and needed treatment and repainting. Otherwise the flat wasn’t too bad, just
needed a thorough clean. I had Sue and Ian on standby to help with cleaning but
Adam had booked the cleaners at the tenants’ expense so I thought I may as well
let them do it. The cleaners were due to
start at midday but in actual fact they didn’t go into until 2pm, Phil and I
had lunch in The Cricketers and then headed home.
I went back to the flat on Wednesday morning and was
surprised to see the cleaner still there.
Apparently a team had gone in the previous afternoon and the clean took
longer than expected. I couldn’t do much
but I did strip the beds as I wasn’t sure if the bedding was clean. It smelt okay but I couldn’t chance it. The cleaner left after an hour and it wasn’t long
after he left when Paul the handyman turned up.
Paul painted the bathroom ceiling and a patch behind the front door; he
fixed one of the kitchen cupboards and also fixed a leak under the sink. I left him weeding the garden and went to the
gym. I spent the evening washing, drying
and ironing the bedding for the flat.
Nothing much happened on Thursday; I went to the flat to
make up the beds and then went to the gym.
Phil came back from work on Friday and said that his boss was laying him
off for a bit because they didn’t have much work for him. This is not good news although Phil didn’t
seem too bothered.
I went to Melton Mowbray on Saturday to see mum leaving Phil
to catch up on his paperwork. The
traffic wasn’t too bad and I got to mum’s by quarter past nine. I did say to mum that I would take her to see
a friend or to a garden centre but she didn’t want to go anywhere other than a
trip to Morrisons which took 20 minutes max.
Mum didn’t have any jobs for me so I pretty much sat around all day; I
was pretty bored and was glad to get home.
Saturday night was X-Factor and early to bed.
Jim has been recommending box sets to Phil and his latest
was Desperate Housewives, I was certain that I would like it but didn’t think
it would be Phil’s cup of tea. How wrong was I, he absolutely loves it! Only
one week in and we are now on Series 3.
We have such sad lives and too much of it is spent in front of the
telly. I keep threatening to get myself
a life but I never do anything about it.
My hand is still sore although it is slowly getting a little
less painful; last week I tried a few light weights and I had a swim in the
pool without any difficulty, I’ve also stopped the pain killers. I am ashamed to say though I didn’t go to the
gym at all over the weekend. We picked
up Harriet and Billy from Caldecotte on Sunday and met Jim & Shirley for
lunch at The Ship. The pub was surprisingly
quiet for a Sunday. I think the food
there isn’t as good as it used to me, I had the roast chicken which was alright
but I was disappointed with the frozen roast potatoes. Still it was good afternoon and finished off
with a nap on the sofa. Happy days.
Harriet came round yesterday morning before work to sign a
form for her flat sale. The sale on the
flat is still going through but it is painfully slow. This is mainly due to Guinness, the housing
association. It also hasn’t helped that
the buyers changed their solicitor half way through. Harriet is also still waiting for the buyers
to arrange the survey on the flat and I have not been very impressed with the
conveyencer, Convey Law that we are using.
I really wished that we had gone through our normal solicitor but too
late to change now.
Harriet and Billy have offered on a house in Great Linford
which needs lots of work, they are still waiting to hear if their offer has
been accepted. If all goes to plan, the
flat sale should complete by the 21st of May but there is no way
their house purchase will be sorted by then so Harriet and Billy will be
temporarily homeless. It’s a shame that
the agent has a new tenant moving into the Oldbrook flat on Thursday, if not
they could have moved in there. Timing is not perfect but if the worse comes to
the worse, they can always move into the caravan and put their belongings into
storage.
Love them overalls!
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