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From: LP12
1996 was the time to buy. I was getting A4 copies of London propery details sent to me by Barnard Marcus. Renting at the time in a nice cotswold village Adderbury, just outside Banbury. Some propertied went for songs at auction. I ended up buying a victorian semi in Banbury for 3 groats. Place is now worth 10.6 groats. I should have paid more groats and then got more groats back. Side note:- There's literally zero point telling a tale about property if you don't include prices. It's like me telling you I saw an animal. You may say, what kind of animal??, and I say, it's not important, it's 'enough to know it wasn't human. Could have been a white shark, could have been a croc, could have been a hampster, could have been one of the lock ness monsters, but all you need to know is that 'I saw something that wasn't human'. We are not japanese prisioners of war. There is no need to withhold vital information. I know you're on the aspergers brain spectrum but come on. How can you talk about buying a fking flat in london in 1998, paying cash, and not consider telling readers how much fukcing cash you parted with? What do you take your audience for, compete cretins?

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