Isabelle had it in mind to look at yet another flat in another high street. The allotted time for the viewing arrived whilst I was still munching through a cheese and ham toastie in the local cafe. "I'll catch you up" I proffered.
A few minutes later and we were both hanging around outside Flat A.
"Where's the Estate Agent then?"
"Maybe they're in the flat"
The knock was answered by a young couple from the Subcontinent of India who appeared perplexed to learn that their flat was for sale.
Despite being on the market several weeks viewers must have been pretty thin on the ground or there must be a typo.
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