Finding a house

The house hunting saga started with the weather getting increasingly colder and now continuing to get colder and wetter. The falling house prices and the reluctance of people to try to sell their houses is giving us a headache, mainly because there is a shortage of houses in the mid price range. There are plenty below the Stamp Duty level (which we don't want) and a tired batch of sad looking places in rather dirty streets with no parking. The ones we want are most likely subject to negative equity so not readily available or grossly over priced given the sinking house prices.

I think a large tent or a vast camper van is perhaps the answer with enough luxury goods to make travelling the world the answer. I don't see V being too keen on that though so I will avoid such thoughts. I have tried to convince her to come on a trip to Libya with me so that she can share my reliving my six months in the desert there back in the 60's. Surprisingly she expressed in very strongly worded terms that I was not going to take her anywhere to share a tent and the joys of a Libyan diet. Perhaps I will stick with Albert Road as these days you can conjure up the North African feel without leaving Portsmouth.

I have been very enthusiastic this week in terms of Ebay - I rooted though all my bits and pieces to see what I had been hoarding for all these years for no good reason and bunged the lot on Ebay. So far I have sold six items with another five to go. It's been a bit slow but it will pick up, it always does.

I recently auctioned "my anger at being robbed" with 100% of my winning bid being passed to the Help For Heroes Charity - I can tell you that I didn't get one single bid, not one. At least the X Factor raised some instead.