An afternoon of house-hunting in Ramsgate, made much better by meeting up with friends who moved there a few years ago.
Ramsgate was posh as, back a hundred years or so, and you can tell by the architecture which is grandiose, sweeping, heart-stoppingly beautiful. And the beach. Oh lord. There are worse places to wash up. It is a little rough around the whiskers though.
More houses to see in Folkestone tomorrow.
Trying very hard to consider this whole house business a Yay and not an Ugh. Not yet succeeding.
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