Arriving home late and shattered one night last week, I slumped in front of the telly in need of a glass of wine and some brain dead entertainment. The latter was duly provided by “Phil Spencer Secret Agent”. The premise of the programme seems to be that he goes round telling people they’ll sell their houses a lot quicker if they did a bit of cleaning and decorating. On this occasion, he upset a couple by telling them that their problem was their collection of revolting garden ornaments. I was with him on the ornaments, but thought he could use some people skills.
I wonder what he’d make of this? Imagine the scene…
“Hello Mr and Mrs Greedy Gardener, nice place you have here, good sized rooms, close to local amenities, somewhat idiosyncratic colour scene in places but that’s soon remedied. Shall we take a look in the garden? Hmmm, southerly aspect, nice lean to, but wait! You appear to have a massive piece of brutalist sculpture at the bottom of your garden! Well I know we’re in Birmingham, the home of several key examples of this unloved architectural style, but really, in the garden! Well, I’d give up now if I were you, knocks thousands off the value of what would otherwise be a very desirable residence etc etc”.
The deed is done now - Mr Greedy Gardener’s penchant for over engineering will probably support a whole new room, never mind an oven. At least it’s solid and we weren’t planning on moving anyway.
