You have to show us all! So I can grab it first. 

Mind you, if it looks out over the sea that would probably mean it's on a cliff and you know about erosion   

I just upped my price range by  million pounds so that I could find something that would impress you all

 

 

Here, I used to be best mates with a girl that lived there until she moved away, spent many a happy day in this house as a youngster. Its up for sale at half a millon and although it looks isolated, it's not  If I will the lotto tonight...it's mine tomorrow 

 

Was that to 3 mill? 

Way to go you!

 

This is a flaw I admit. 

 

For this reason, Duds has said he refuses to live with me if buy a house on a cliff..... it's looking more tempting by the minute.  

LMAO! 

That does look like an interesting house Dame.

Who would you get to do your 'bits and pieces' though Ducks? 

We have an amazing old house at the end of our street. It's been lacking attention for years and needs lots of work doing to it (one of it's out buildings fell down recently and closed the road for a few weeks)..... but I love it! 

 

I feel sad when I see amazing houses left to go to ruin. 

 

 

It's lovely Ducky, the interior is full of period charm and 5 minutes walk into town and in the centre of a village just in the outskirts of town and where I lived until I was married  

 

Are we still talking about houses?  

 

 

me too Ducky...much more cosy than modern homes and so much more interesting 

See now, I'd want modern. Can't be doing with this oldee worldy charm 

 

I have recurring dreams of exploring an old and interesting house. I love those dreams! (they're actually a bit scary, cos I'm usually lost, but I still love it. ) 

PMSL! Yes!   like laying a lawn or putting up a shed 

Agas and ranges and beams and thatched roofs don't do it for me 

 

You make a good point. Although I am actually very handy at this DIY lark myself..... it's just Duds, being male, likes to think he can do a better job...and me, being female, am smart enough to recognise an easy option when I see one.  

 

Behind that house there was three cottages, no one lived in them and we played in them for hours as kids, they belonged to the estate.. they have been sold off now and modernised, I still smile when I drive past...you would have loved it, we had our own little homes and I was only about 8... I still wanted to play when I got to 28  

Brilliant! I luv it! Like a meeting of the minds 

Possibly

 

I've given up - I'm depressing myself!!

 

Awww, that sounds fantastic

 

We used to use the spaces between parked cars for our play houses.   

 

Until they started building some new houses.....then we used to take a house each  It scares me thinking about it now! I was only 10, my sister was 8 and we used to go into these half built houses, climb upstairs somehow, and walk along the floor struts My mum would have murdered me if she'd known! 

Dame, whereabouts is that? My grandparents used to have a house very similar to that when I was very young.

LOL! and awwwww.

 

I know, when I come out of work the street I walk down to get to the post office (normal state of affairs) is full of estate agents and I have to walk on the other side of the road to stop myself sighing and sobbing  

 

West Cumbria Fluffs, if it was you that moved and stopped me playing there I'm going to hufficate  

"Hufficate" is my word of the day  

You were that tomboy like me weren't you?   I used to play with me brothers toy guns rather than cots and prams and stuff 

It's brilliant isn't it? 

 

It's a Damesy word 

Dame, I used to play in a house like that when I was young. (We lived in a council house nearby!!)

 

They had pigstys at the bottom of their garden, which we used to set up home in - each of us (me, my sister and the three girls who lived there) had our own 'house', and we used to invite the others round for tea etc.

 

They knocked the pigstys down and built five houses. Five

No, no need to hufficate, I'm talking Argyllshire.

 

I had to move on to half built houses when my friend left... it was traumatic 

 

you know me so well...you deserve a chorus or two tomorrow 

Yes!!!

I was always very jealous of my brothers toys (that he NEVER EVER let me play with ) I liked some of the girly stuff too.... but I would have killed for a box of meccano!!!!

 

 

Brilliant wasn't it Rexi, some folk have no consideration.  

 

 

*stops the huffication in its tracks* 

I hated meccano

 

Loved the lego roof tiles though - I don't know why I didn't end up as a buildre

We were three girls - no brothers - so we had all the mecano and lego and cowboy holsters to ourselves.

I did have a doll with blond hair, but was never greatly enamoured of Cindy and Barbie and the like.

 

 

They really need to ask the local children before knocking anything down! 

 

We used to have the most amazing wood behind our house that we played in (we lived in Hull, we weren't overloaded with green spaces, so it was very special)....and they flattened it to build more houses. We were gutted! 

 

There was then a turf war when the new kids started moving in I think I hated them purely cos they stole my wood