What Helen and Mary did next

...after getting civilised, in traditional order, they bought a house! Or at least, they hoped to buy a house. While everyone was waiting for the lawyers to sort everything out, the kind owner let them into the house to take measurements. Here's a sneak peek of our new houseen, currently decorated in tasteful but oh so drab shades of grey, mushroom and white...

View of the garden from the back bedroom window. Note length and scope for planting trees, vegetables, duck houses et al. This faces west.

The back bedroom, photo courtesy of the estate agents. Not very big, but very bright. It will not stay tasteful white for long.
Back bedroom, window to the left, looking into the funny little study-extension-annexe behind it. This is teeny tiny, but has a south-facing window and is the perfect size for a desk and a couple of book cases.

The south-facing window in the little study annexe
Mary braves the ladder into the loft. Does she get a round of applause?
The loft. Unbeautiful, but note the following a) gallons of storage space b) gallons of insulation c) a proper hard floor and c) a light. I have never had this much storage in my life!

Front room, photo courtesy of the estate agent. A symphony of tasteful colours, soon to be frillified. I'd remembered this room as unbearably poky, but actually it's a decent size.
Front room, east-facing, looking towards the front door. There's not a hall per se, just a little entrance space. I'm happy to keep it; Mary is eager to knock it down and expand the space of the front room. We will see. But look at that gorgeous flooring!

(The glowing alien device is a fish tank; the vendor, apparently, counts a fish tank business among his many ventures.)

Front room, facing the chimney breast. Not sure about the metallic paint, but you can't say it's frumpy. Again, the kindly vendor is letting us keep the custom-made Venetian blinds.
Mary takes measurements ferociously in the kitchen. Note depressing shade of grey. Fear not, that's going.
Estate agent photo: the kitchen. It's not precisely the kitchen I would have chosen, but it's nice. And that weird pseudo-steel flooring is going. The vendor is selling us the fridge at a very reasonable price, because he is nice that way. And check out the GAS cooker. GAS!
More kitchen, courtesy of the estate agent.
Stairs up from back door in kitchen. Again, the grey will go, and probably the white too.


The deck. I never thought I wanted a deck, but I'm quite fond of this one. Check out the blue lights under the deck! It will be like picnicking in a boy racer! The kindly vendor is giving us the garden furniture.
Bliss on the deck