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OMG!!

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OMG!!

Madame opened the huge old heavy carved door with her large antique key, to total blackness. There is no power she said (I think) or maybe there is nothing inside, or it’s haunted… For the price of the house, I imagined a huge ruin, cobwebs, torn walls, broken beams and dripping Mold. I sniffed at the blackness and smelt no familiar mustiness, which was a good start. Madame had a huge torch in her hand as she had anticipated the blackness.  As I peered into the house with great trepidation, the torch fired up. I blinked to focus as my...

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2nd March 2016, Far far away

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2nd March 2016, Far far away

 We stood outside in the pouring, freezing rain looking up at a very beautiful townhouse that looked a little out of place in the street of other plainer houses. Little bubbles started fizzing around my heart...

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Fingers and Toes crossed..

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Fingers and Toes crossed..

What if there are termites we gulped, there’s got to be something wrong with it we chortled, fear rapidly dissolving my confidence.

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Decisions, Decisions...

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Decisions, Decisions...

After an hour of gawping and trying not to look too excited, we said our goodbyes to Madame and sat in the car staring at each other speechless. We were then thankful for the freezing cold and It coming on the market in the middle of winter... Madame had told us that someone had made an offer a few months ago which was accepted but they needed to sell their house and failed to do so in the required time so it was only just back on the market. We decided to drive through the town, which had been built...

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February 29th 2016, Fairy tales

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February 29th 2016, Fairy tales

 I peered at a photo of a spiral staircase with a beautiful handpainted scrolled design and an incredible ornate bannister, surrounded by a frescoed wall. Gone with the wind sprang to mind. I burst out laughing as it looked like it belonged in the palace of Versailles.

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