We had a hard day house-hunting yesterday, nothing much had gone right. We'd pre-booked 6 appointments, driven the hour or so to our potential new town and discovered 3 of the appointments had fallen through: someone had gone on holiday, one had sold, blah blah blah.
We managed to view a few more fortunately, but none seem as though they might be "the one".
One vendor was doing all she could to put us off...presumably it's her ex who is pushing for sale. Shades of Monty Python...
"Can we open the patio door?"
"Is this an electric fire?"
"What's this stain on the ceiling?"
"It's where the roof leaks"
Another property looked OK until we spotted the next-door neighbour with a queue of broken cars that he was doing up inches away from the house...noisily!
We had decided to eat in a wine bar we'd read good reviews for...guess what? It was closed.
So we thought we'd have fish and chips on the seafront...so it started to rain heavily! After fish and chips INSIDE, the rain eased off so we walked down the coast hoping for a decent sunset to finish the day on a good note.
Hmmm - nothing special. Maybe it'll get better?
OK I suppose - let's go home.
We started back towards the car, our backs now turned to the sunset. After a short while the light changed and we turned around... (you can enlarge the pics by clicking on them)
This last is my favourite, I love how the sun is reflected on the edges of the beach huts and path, showing the lines of perspective so clearly.
SO I guess the lesson for today is that it isn't over till it's over!