My parents wanted to buy a house, a sensible choice that required careful financial planning. Mum was given a modest inheritance from a distant aunt, and the clincher was that dad sold the motorbike and sidecar that had been my earliest transport. That helped raise the last £100 they required. They moved into no 83, where mum still is, when I was about 2 years old. Overall the house cost about £2500. A mortgage was a big thing, and I was left with the impression it was a close run thing money-wise for them.
I think it is worse for those starting out these days as renters pay out so much, they find deposits hard to build, yet they demonstrate being able to pay regularly, on time, at the equivalent amounts in rent. The housing market feels a less welcoming place in current times.
No 83.
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