destitute upkeep of the communal block has set aside me off making an offer,so I reluctantly remain only a would-be buyer … but my position is improvingAfter four months searching I thought I had found my perfect flat. Eventually widening my search to areas I’d initially rejected, I hit upon a spacious, and modern,purpose-built one bedder a mile or so from Southampton station. On the market for £115000 it ticked a lot of my boxes: gas central heating? Check; allocated parking? Check; double glazing? Check. Walking in for my first viewing I could instantly imagine myself living there and, crucially, or welcoming guests. Having lived in small,destitute quality accommodation for more than six years it is vital that my first home is just that – a home, not merely a roof over my head. Living in the cheapest possible places has arrive at a price: often Ive been too embarrassed to invite friends and family over, and even for a cup of tea. I want my first home to be large enough to entertain,welcoming and made in my own image.
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Source: theguardian.com