Number 20: View a house I have no intention of buying

Now I am a fan of Right Move, and I have a little obsession with property porn. I can spend hours pouring over houses I can not afford fantasising about what life would be like to live in mansions with entrance halls the size of my entire ground floor and gardens that look like you'd need a national trust membership to enter them. I am however acutely aware how stressful moving is and would never mess with the emotions of a family wanting to sell, just so I could tick something off my list.

Developers however; that's a different matter.

We have a lot of development going on in our neck of the woods (literally) at the moment. You might have heard about it, Chris Packham has even got in on the argument against it. Our ancient woodland and surrounding green spaces are under threat and I thought that I could be passively aggressive towards said developments by looking round one of their show homes and not buy one.  

I took my husband Tim. This was like torture for him, he had a permanent twitch as we walked around, I reckon he thought I was going to fall in love with it and want to put a deposit on it immediately. Luckily I didn't, and he didn't have to figure out how to get a £300K mortgage. So I posed for a photo with plastic bread and cheese and we left.

Once wasn't enough however; as a few months later I was walking through the bluebell woods with my kids and my parents - aren't the bluebells beautiful? 

As we came out of the woods we came across yet another development site with a show home open (on Easter Sunday, do these guys ever stop?) Now my dear Mum loves a show home; she gets lots of ideas from them, and does love a good nose; so she decided she wanted to get in on the 40th list action and jump in on my Number 20 fun. Here we are posing in the kitchen/ diner/ family room. We know this is a great place to live because it has an oversized clock and a picture frame with a life affirming moto on its walls.

The joy of this show home was the blue plastic foot covers that were at the door. You had to put them on your feet to protect the pristine white carpets that ran throughout the house. Of course who wants to just stop at footwear when they can be used as perfectly good shower caps too.

We decided we didn't like this house either so refused to buy this one too. The shower was very roomy though.

So there we are. Number 20 firmly ticked off the list. Twice.