On Saturday I took a look at a flat just down the street. One bedroom, and at the rock bottom price of $105 a week. Okay, so I really want two bedrooms, one for use as a home-office, but the location and price seemed pretty good. At least, the location seemed pretty good, and for that location, the price seemed pretty good. If I could just win a Triple M
competition every week, I’d have the rent covered!
I quickly worked out why it was so cheap – it was tiny! Most places look big when they’re empty, but you know a place must be miniscule if it looks small when it’s empty. Not enough room to swing the proverbial cat – or a real one, for that matter. Not that I plan to be swinging cats very frequently.
So, the search continues…
