Friday, 9 November 2012

Building A Case

I feel it is about time I told you a little bit about my life with Paul.

As you know Paul lives in a little corner of Edinburgh that was once quiet and pleasant with lovely neighbours and stunning views of our fair city - from the rolling hills of the Pentlands, to the castle, Arthurs Seat, the coast, and yes, we could even see the Kingdom of Fife on a good day.

We planned that I would move in with Paul, and rent my home. We could use the money we saved to fix up the flat, Paul had not long bought the place and it needed doing up. Then Dunedin Canmore came along and our hopes and dreams came to nothing.

Paul’s street became a building site, the noise, dust and dirt was relentless. Pauls peaceful neighbourhood quickly became (please excuse my language here but this is the most accurate description that I can think of) a shit hole!

No problem, Paul could move in with me and we could rent his flat. Except who would choose to pay to live in a shit hole? Even if we could find someone who didn’t mind the construction work, or the vibrations throughout when the concrete balconies were being ripped from the building, or the power cuts or any of the rest of the hell, we would not be allowed to rent to them (as per the conditions of our financial package for the works being done).

No problem, sell up and get the hell out of there. Nope, we can’t do that either. Who would buy a property under such circumstances? And besides Dunedin Canmore have put a ‘note of potential liability’ onto Paul's title deeds.

So here we are living in two separate homes, paying two separate mortgages, a life in limbo at the mercy of Dunedin Canmore. But maybe I’m being unreasonable. Maybe I’m getting carried away with my own rhetoric. Maybe Paul doesn’t really live in a shit hole and I’m a drama queen who should just shut up and move in already.

Why don’t you decide the truth of the mater? I made a wee film earlier this week (see if you can see anything of the wonderful view I was talking about earlier)



INFORMATION UPDATE: In the interest of fairness I would like to inform my blog readers that our white UHT water had started to clear by Monday. That said I still wouldn't give it to the dog.