Newspaper article The Evening Standard (London, England)

Diary of an Estate Agent; A Footballer's Pad Goes on the Transfer List, a Cat Causes Havoc and It's Bacon Butties All Round in Nottingham Homes & Property

Newspaper article The Evening Standard (London, England)

Diary of an Estate Agent; A Footballer's Pad Goes on the Transfer List, a Cat Causes Havoc and It's Bacon Butties All Round in Nottingham Homes & Property

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Monday

Bounced out of bed at 6.15am by wife Verity to walk our faithful labrador, Charles, aka Sir Charles. Met my neighbour and his labrador, Omelette, and put the world to rights.

Early to work, anticipating a busy day. Received an email offer of [pounds sterling]1.3 million on a lovely Georgian rectory. A promising start. Then off to see a [pounds sterling]550,000 penthouse flat owned by a footballer who is moving clubs. It's all leather sofas, giant TV with Sky Sports playing continually and Prada clothes scattered everywhere.

Got the instruction and left for a quite different property; a country house in the Vale of Belvoir. It was lashing down with rain and I was wearing my new loafers. The client insisted we walk the six-acre boundary and lent me her husband's wellies, combat trousers and matching jacket - all two sizes too small. Climbing a steep incline, I slipped and landed in horse muck. Good job I wasn't in Prada.

Tuesday

Early squash match with my colleague, Charlie: thrashed the pants off him again. Bacon butties and latte at the sports club and in the office for 9am.

Off to advise a client on a Grade I hall that he bought from us and renovated and is now contemplating selling. His lovely wife, knowing I like food, thought I might like a bacon butty. How could I tell her I'd already had one?

The afternoon, and cups of tea and luxury biscuits at a mock Georgian mansion, with wall to-wall Bang & Olufsen and curtains thicker than duvets, all finished off with a lovely 360 Ferrari Spider in the garage.

Wednesday

Fuzzy headed after socialising last night, took a call from a chap who has a cool [pounds sterling]1 million burning a hole in his pocket and wants the ultimate contemporary house in the East Midlands, with all the toys.

Chez Chardonnay of yesterday immediately springs to mind.

Arranged a viewing with high hopes.

Thursday

Picked up my colleague, Charlie, at 8. …

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