8) Finding a house
One evening as we were driving home from Spoon Bay we passed a house with a “To Rent” sign on it. I laughingly said to Siân “ We’ll just rent that “ Siân said “Would you like to live her Mom?” I told her that I was just joking; the house would be far too expensive for us. It looked a pretty large house, it was a double storey, and it was so close to the beach the rent would bound to be too high for us. Siân said that as rents in the Central Coast were not as high as in Sydney she thought it would be less that anything we had looked at so far and she offered to ring the agents on Monday morning to find out more about the place.
First thing Monday morning Siân got in touch with the letting agents and found out that the asking price for the house was $240 a week. $60 a week less that anything we had seen in Sydney. We made arrangements to meet with the agent, a young woman called Margaret, later in the week and she promised that she would get together a list of other rental accommodation in the area for us to inspect at the same time. Meanwhile we did a bit of research on the Central Coast and found that it was not a bad place to live so we were pretty enthusiastic when we drove through a few days later. Margaret had given us detailed instructions on how to get to her office but somehow or other we went very wrong and got pretty lost. She had told us to get onto the Wyong road and when we saw a sign that said Woy Woy we thought that must have been what she said (we were very used to misunderstanding what the Australians said to us) so we turned there. Fortunately Siân had lent us a road map so we were able, eventually, to find our way. I remember we complained all the time that the roads weren’t well marked but I suppose it had something to do with the fact that we were not reading the signs properly.
Margaret showed us three different houses. One in Archbold Rd. that was far too large for us, it had five bedrooms. The second one was in Helen Street but I can’t remember what was wrong with it but eventually she came to Spoon Bay Road and both Jonny and I liked this one best of all.
First thing Monday morning Siân got in touch with the letting agents and found out that the asking price for the house was $240 a week. $60 a week less that anything we had seen in Sydney. We made arrangements to meet with the agent, a young woman called Margaret, later in the week and she promised that she would get together a list of other rental accommodation in the area for us to inspect at the same time. Meanwhile we did a bit of research on the Central Coast and found that it was not a bad place to live so we were pretty enthusiastic when we drove through a few days later. Margaret had given us detailed instructions on how to get to her office but somehow or other we went very wrong and got pretty lost. She had told us to get onto the Wyong road and when we saw a sign that said Woy Woy we thought that must have been what she said (we were very used to misunderstanding what the Australians said to us) so we turned there. Fortunately Siân had lent us a road map so we were able, eventually, to find our way. I remember we complained all the time that the roads weren’t well marked but I suppose it had something to do with the fact that we were not reading the signs properly.
Margaret showed us three different houses. One in Archbold Rd. that was far too large for us, it had five bedrooms. The second one was in Helen Street but I can’t remember what was wrong with it but eventually she came to Spoon Bay Road and both Jonny and I liked this one best of all.
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