is that a light?

Well we cannot fault Belinda the Kangaroo for effort and determination!

She had secured people to view within hours of taking over and has been on the case all week phoning us many times a day discussing a potential offer.

We end today having provisionally accepted a rock bottom offer on the basis that things will be able to move quickly. We now wait to discover if the "chain" is complete.

Stress levels are at an all time high.

Belindaroo

Well we now have a new agent. She is Australian, young, noisy, pushy and seems to have a surplus of energy - so from now on she will be Belinda the Kangaroo to us. We are not knocking it though, a bit of enthusiasm will not go amiss and it was quite a relief to go out and leave todays viewing to her. We got some positive feedback after the viewing so we will just have to see how things develop. At least we feel she will pull out all the stops to secure a sale - in her words she's "got the poms poms out on this one".


TC continues to move from one "improvement" job to another in an effort to feel that by not standing still things are happening. Falling off a ladder and breaking a window the night before a viewing was not exactly the most constructive thing he could have done however!



A unexpectedly warm spell of weather has enabled us to do a bit of pretending. We have been eating early so that we could barbecue and even eat outside. Its not the same as what we had planned for April but will have to do for now. We do need to be thinking about a visit to Pavillon soonish - the grass will need cutting, we want to organise a phone connection and a post box as well as needing a fix of SW France sunshine. Its really difficult deciding on the timing for a visit though - we want to go by car to take a load of STUFF which ideally means being away for two weeks - being away is not a problem unless there are selling related issues to deal with, and who knows when that might or might not be.

Come on you kangaroos!!!

concerning enthusiasm......

I normally love this time of year in the garden - hard work but full of hope and expectation of the glories to come. This year though is very different . I have to admit the garden looks spectacular - the late flowering of the "early" daffodils has resulted in all of the daffodils and narcissi flowering together and they have never looked more impressive. But now I have had to start planting and sowing in the vegetable garden at the same time hoping against hope that I will not be eating the produce. Its very hard to work up any enthusiasm. I don't want to spend loads of money on plants or loads of effort on weeds either.

This weekend a new estate agent is taking over from our original choice who also seem to have lost their enthusiasm where our house is concerned! We are taking a chance with a new small agent who has opened up in the village who is very keen and being new kid on the block has a lot to prove. Who knows if it will make a difference but it's worth a try. Another advantage is that she does all the viewings herself and although this means we lose a bit of control it will free us from what is becoming a real bore and having to be nice to people who much of the time are just having a nose!

I suppose on the plus side we should be pleased that we have not had to negotiate traffic chaos between here and France this weekend and maybe the volcanic ash will help to keep other buyers away from OUR house in France. We are trying hard not to be miserable b.....s , there are of course people with much greater problems to deal with , and our friends don't want to be hearing how fed up we are not being able to get away. Last week we managed a walk, a trip to the theatre to see a play and a celidh as well as having a rare visit from our son and in between TC managed to continue to find things to do on the house. One pane of glass which has been cracked for the last 22 years has been fixed and the garage door looks like new after its first ever coat of paint.

April foolish

We had an emotional rollercoaster of a week!

Things started well when we arrived at Pavillon to find everything in good order - no winter flood debris, no burglary and the boiler, generator and fridge were working. Good omen perhaps?

April 1st was the day reserved with the estate agent to look at houses. I awoke to hear disconcerting noises from the bathroom and the discovery that TC was suffering from one of his occasional attacks of vertigo. As we have no phone or mobile connection at Pavillon there was no choice but for me to set off to meet the estate agent on my own - sounds simple but I had not driven a left hand drive before so it was somewhat nervewracking. Anyway I and hire car arrived in one piece and I kept our appointment.

I had been very eager to see one house which had come onto the market a few months back which looked like just what we were looking for and it did not dissapoint, in fact it was even better than expected. It was just perfect, a fabulous house, beautifully converted, room for the grand piano, set in beautiful countryside surrounded by fields, great views and just a 10 minute walk from a busy village with all facilities ( and we even have friends who live there). It seemed like we had discovered a reason for our last sale failing as this house beat Las Charretieres hands down. Poor TC was dragged from his sick bed in the late afternoon to see it and did not take any convincing to agree with me that this was IT.

The next few days ( the Easter weekend) our French estate agent worked tirelessly on our behalf and we eventually agreed a price with the vendors and began eagerley looking forward to returning in a week or so to sign the compromis de vente and then to spending a couple of months living in Pavillon while the sale went through.

Our last day, with TC now recovered, we were able to enjoy the great weather and go for a long walk. We left in high spirits but by the time we got back to the house we were crushed after a phone call while we were on the hills from our English agent telling us that our buyers had pulled out apparently because of a threat of redundancy.

So at the end of the week :

• our dream house has been put back on the market!
  
• we haven't sold No 82

Here we have arranged for a new agent to take over after the 14 days notice we have to give the old ones and since our return we have been furiously working on the house and garden in an effort to make us feel we are helping matters. The only way we can cope is by keeping frantically busy.

TC is determined there is no plan B but I do feel utterly despondent. There will be no pictures from this week its all too depressing.