When I fell pregnant, we weren’t really expecting it.
Yes we were trying for it but we didn’t really believe it could happen.
As I got fatter though, we realised that our living situation wasn’t ideal and that we would have to move before the baby was born so we started house hunting.
In order to remember the houses we viewed, we took pictures. Or tried to when we remembered.
This was one of the bedrooms:
Yes, they had left an old tumble drier in the corner of the room.
How not to do it. This particular house was a bit of a building site actually and not great for the price.
Then we viewed my great aunts house.
My great aunt died of Ovarian cancer the day after Jade Goody died.
Her last words were “I just want to be with Bert.” (Her husband and my great uncle who passed away.) She was a very strong and brave woman and fought even when they told her there was nothing they could or would do because of her age.
Her house was ideally situated for work, it had the right number of bedrooms and had been well looked after.
It had masses of storage space but sadly was outside our budget.
The house was left as my great aunt left it, which as you can see meant that it continued to look lived in.