Newspaper article The Evening Standard (London, England)

Diary of an Estate Agent; an Attic Room with Castellated Wardrobes, a European Baron and a Host of Bacon Baps Fill One Agent's Weird Week

Newspaper article The Evening Standard (London, England)

Diary of an Estate Agent; an Attic Room with Castellated Wardrobes, a European Baron and a Host of Bacon Baps Fill One Agent's Weird Week

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Monday

As a fully paid-up member of the Lavender Hill Mob - with a flat on St John's Hill, Battersea, - I was able to reel off all the gen on cafes, bars and shops to our first house-hunter of the day. But, with a choice of a loft-style school conversion, a modern penthouse with river views, a Victorian cottage - she just couldn't make up her mind what she wanted.

She went off with a sheaf of promising properties while I tucked into my morning crispy bacon bap and hot coffee.

After breakfast I set off to meet an attractive sixtysomething woman who had been quite a stunner back in the Sixties. She is moving to a new home in Sussex and wants to let her four-bedroom house for [pounds sterling]600 a week. There is just one snag: she hasn't thrown out a thing in 40 years. Luckily, I have known her for years and was able to suggest a skip firm and help with the de-cluttering.

Tuesday

A bacon bap and then it was off to Prince of Wales Drive to view a two-bedroom flat now owned by an ex-pat who inherited it from his granny. I walked in and was immediately snared by a tangle of ancient, threadbare carpeting in the hall. In the bathroom, I groped for the light, only to discover it was a table lamp, stuffed into the shaving socket.

I sat the chap down and suggested that if he wanted to let the property he had better first find a good electrician and then take a trip to Carpetright.

Wednesday

Didn't have much of an appetite for my bacon bap this morning following an early visit to view a late-Victorian home in Clapham. The charming husband showed me around but hesitated at the door to the attic room. He told me to be prepared for something strange.

He unlocked the door to reveal Gothic room with wardrobes painted to look like castle turrets. They hadn't got round to redecorating this room, he explained. But they had removed the chains from the bed and replastered the wall where they had been anchored. …

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