Newspaper article The Evening Standard (London, England)

Diary of an Estate Agent; A Garden Cemetery, a Narrow Escape and a Young Pop Band All Remind One Northwood Agent That He Is Not as Young as He Was Homes & Property

Newspaper article The Evening Standard (London, England)

Diary of an Estate Agent; A Garden Cemetery, a Narrow Escape and a Young Pop Band All Remind One Northwood Agent That He Is Not as Young as He Was Homes & Property

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Monday

It proved to be the best moment of the day: 6am, walking Alfie the Labrador across Sandy Lodge Golf Course, before the first day in our new office.

I was expecting a warm welcome, so I was shocked to walk into arctic temperatures - the heating wasn't working and we had to send out an SOS for heaters. The condensation on the windows cleared by mid morning, so customers could see we were actually there, but by then I was off to a valuation, passing a [pounds sterling]1.5 million house in Northwood we sold recently. It was a memorable sale, not least because my colleague lost his footing by the indoor pool while taking photos for the brochure and fell in up to his waist. The owner was in hysterics.

Tuesday

Another viewing at a house in Moor Park for a formidable lady with little time for estate agents. At the first viewing, she asked my colleague if the loft was insulated. He said it was.

"How do I know you're telling the truth?" she demanded. So he pulled down the loft ladder and invited her to see for herself. When he went to click it shut again it came down on his head with a bang and poleaxed him. Our viewer stepped over him as he lay on the floor and continued the tour solo.

Unscathed, I went on to meet a developer selling homes next to Northwood Golf Course. With air-conditioning, seven foot oak doors and enough gadgets to run a nuclear submarine, they are bound to attract attention.

Wednesday

At last men have come to put in the gas main for the office; heating beckons.

After an hour of drilling and digging, they left, leaving a large hole outside the front door.

Fortunately it didn't deter Mr and Mrs B, a couple keen to buy close to Merchant Taylors School, where they hope to send their sons. I may have seen the very one: a large house being sold by an empty nester. …

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