Flat Finding Follies

As our landlord has given us notice, we're in the market for a new flat.

This means we have the unenviable task of slogging through cruddy flats to find the nugget of gold hidden among them.

This time we're contemplating the possibility of getting a village house instead of a high rise unit, though several major obstacles will have to be overcome for that to happen. We're keeping an open mind.

However, that flexibility didn't extend to the first village house we viewed. On the phone the agent told us the building was two years old (we'd told her we wanted to see newer units with three bedrooms and two bathrooms), but she neglected to inform us it was located in an old village situated beside an expressway and the KCR line.

It got worse. The neighbours had an ill-tempered dalmatian. When she opened the door to the second-floor flat, a spider scuttled over the threshold. The place smelled 20 years old, not two, and it was far too small to accommodate our needs. The dead cockroach in one of the bedrooms didn't help matters.

The scuzzy little hovel's sole redeeming quality was it gave us a point of reference against future viewings of other village houses. In the meantime, we're also looking at flats in our current estate, as it's still a great place to live.

Should we stay, the move will be quick, if nothing else.

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