Looking for a house? Bingo!

As sad as I am to say farewell to the house I was born in, the time has come to say farewell to the house I was born in. And if it's true that one person's loss is another's gain (or whatever) then this could be your lucky day.

This fantastic house in a superb area (Kinsgley Avenue, Ealing, West London) can be yours for a very reasonable price. And if you're tempted, I can throw in 30-ish years of memories for free: go-karts in the alleyway; presents under the Christmas tree... Well, if you make a decent offer I might spare you the memories!

Full details at Foxton's estate agents.

Holly Days

Here's Holly - the latest Lobo - being flung into the air by her slightly drunk uncle on a boozy-ish sunny afternoon at The Boardwalk (which, co-incidentally, isn't far from the Fishing Museum - see previous post). Poor thing - she's probably only smiling because she doesn't know how to say "give me back to my mum you twat!".