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FROM first appearances, she looked like an antipodean and he looked like a serial killer. She was wearing sandals in the depths of the unseasonably icy weekend; he was unshaven, and peering out from under a baseball cap.
They took us into their flat. The deal was this: GBP 209,000, and no questions asked. For an extra GBP 10,000, the furniture came too. There was no extra charge for the pebble-dashed exterior, crying three-year-old toddler in the flat upstairs, unkempt garden or the rumbling red buses on the main road outside. Welcome to house- hunting in London, April 2008.See the full content of this document
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Home Is Where the Heartache Is As Credit Crunch Begins to Bite
Actually, the couple were perfectly charming and our first impressions did them a disservice. They were French, wanted to return to Paris for work, and were desperate to offload their one- bedroom flat as quickly as possible. Two off...
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