How We Came to Live in France.
The Spook Effect ;or perhaps,
It Was Meant To Be
You can count the coincidences
that led us to move to France. It was not part of some long held
desire or great strategic plan.
We went once a week and can at
least say hello, goodbye and order the beer and the coffee, ask for
an invoice, check how long it takes to get (beer) delivered, and
ensure we understand the directions (when asking the way to the
bar). That's something we got right.
Thanks to Mick and Tracy who were
going on holiday and needed someone to feed the ducks and chickens,
for the cost of a cheap flight, we got use of their car and house
for a week. I can't publish the pictures of Yvonne and the ducks,
for fear of attracting the wrong clientele.
The possibility of renovating
property as a living was being discussed before we went to France.
While in France we go and look at only one house which is just right
to renovate, let out part of it as supplemental income and still
live in a rural setting. So we go home thinking about the
possibilities of renovating where the weather is warmer.
We get our house valued to see if
moving and doing our own renovation is financially possible. One
estate agent calls to say they have a possible buyer who has "sold"
their house. We agree to them looking round and get an offer at the
asking price; so we accept.
Having accepted the offer to
purchase our house, we make an offer on the place in France, but too
late. So we spend several days looking at houses for sale on the
Internet. Decide we will have to visit France again to look, so make
a short list and start contacting the agents.
To keep the story short, I'll
spare you the details, but we get a second offer of another house
for nothing. So, the next coincidence is ...
Another long story, anyway, this
time we drive.
We arrive on a Wednesday
afternoon. A friend knows an estate agent who has "just the thing we
are looking for". And that's it. We see it on Thursday afternoon and
are in the notaire's office on Monday afternoon signing the
contract. And you might think that's it, but ...
Despite the temporary panic this
causes, we sell our house for more than the original sale price, to
people who have sold theirs and are renting, need no mortgage and
can therefore complete within weeks.
We have a commercial building to
sell, which is essential to enable us to complete the renovation. We
anticipate this taking six months at least. However after a call
from a friend, we sell it two days before signing an agents
contract, saving fees and time, and the buyers rent it in the
interim, so they can occupy it before completion of the sale.
Now if that's not spooky, what
is?
Just to finish the story, a week
before we depart from England, we get a call from the agents selling
the first house we looked at in France. The sale has fallen through.
Are we still interested? So if you're looking for a challenge, I
know just the place!
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