Call the mortgage advisor!
The Daily Mail have just found me my dream home. Always the best place to get your hot property news, this time their ‘buy your own island’ slot has actually come up with something (almost) within my budget. Check it…
The house is on the Isle of Lewis, apparently only accessible by boat, hike or helicopter. Ideal. The only possible snag I can see with it is that it also comes with 3,000 acres of land. I am looking out at my little London garden as I type this. The unkempt state of it would cause you to think my undiscovered body had been lying inside the house for a number of years. How many goats would one need to keep down the undergrowth on 3,000 acres, I wonder. And would the mortgage company see those as a reasonable monthly expenditure when they’re giving me a grilling?
I wouldn’t touch a thing in the above picture of the living room – except maybe the funny little statue, but I’d definitely keep the empty bottle of wine and clothes airer. They’ve got multiple coal scuttles! That’s the rural life.
I’m thinking of starting a fundraiser on Kickstarter – for a modest pledge all MFH readers will get a guaranteed week’s holiday in the house each year, and a Christmas card from the goat of their choice. Who’s in?
Put me down for a tenner. Couldn’t you have sheep instead of goats? Goats are so smelly!
It does look idyllic but if you’d been living north of the border recently, you might pause to consider…. this is June and it’s still cold outside. Today is the first dry day in a while and we’ve had winds and hail here in the “civilised” Central Belt.On the plus side, the washing would dry fast!
Really great place take me there i want to feel the air of beauty.