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	<title>Comments on: Behind closed doors&#8230;</title>
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		<title>By: steve</title>
		<link>http://www.needanewboiler.com/behind-closed-doors/comment-page-1/#comment-107</link>
		<dc:creator>steve</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 15:52:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It wasn&#039;t until we&#039;d moved into our house in Hedge End in Hampshire and got chatting to the neighbours that it transpired that the husband of the previous owner had tried to strangle her in our master bedroom and the police had been called. I never felt quite the same about the house after that and we moved shortly afterwards.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It wasn&#8217;t until we&#8217;d moved into our house in Hedge End in Hampshire and got chatting to the neighbours that it transpired that the husband of the previous owner had tried to strangle her in our master bedroom and the police had been called. I never felt quite the same about the house after that and we moved shortly afterwards.</p>
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		<title>By: Lucy</title>
		<link>http://www.needanewboiler.com/behind-closed-doors/comment-page-1/#comment-106</link>
		<dc:creator>Lucy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 15:12:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>One time when I was viewing a house, a woman had baked fresh bread and left it out in the kitchen to fill the house with a ‘comfort smell’, think she had been watching too many ‘tips on selling your house’ programmes, it was hard viewing the house without giggling!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One time when I was viewing a house, a woman had baked fresh bread and left it out in the kitchen to fill the house with a ‘comfort smell’, think she had been watching too many ‘tips on selling your house’ programmes, it was hard viewing the house without giggling!</p>
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		<title>By: Richard</title>
		<link>http://www.needanewboiler.com/behind-closed-doors/comment-page-1/#comment-105</link>
		<dc:creator>Richard</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 14:58:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>On viewing a house we were very impressed with everything that we saw and knew that we would like to put in an offer. When we went into the lounge we were suprised to see the owners wife sat on the sofa in tears. As we left he explained that she was having second thoughts about putting it on the market. Three weeks later a bidding war started between three interested parties and the house was sold for a far higher price than it was originally marketed at. Perhaps that gave her something to smile about?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On viewing a house we were very impressed with everything that we saw and knew that we would like to put in an offer. When we went into the lounge we were suprised to see the owners wife sat on the sofa in tears. As we left he explained that she was having second thoughts about putting it on the market. Three weeks later a bidding war started between three interested parties and the house was sold for a far higher price than it was originally marketed at. Perhaps that gave her something to smile about?</p>
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		<title>By: Lindsey</title>
		<link>http://www.needanewboiler.com/behind-closed-doors/comment-page-1/#comment-104</link>
		<dc:creator>Lindsey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 13:53:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>On moving into my first house I was surprised to see that a set of ladders had been stored in the airing cupboard. Believing they must be for the loft I had a look. Up there was a chair with an ashtray full of cigarette ends and a stash of pornography. Obviously the previous owner went into the loft for some &#039;personal time&#039;. Needless to say I wasn&#039;t amused.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On moving into my first house I was surprised to see that a set of ladders had been stored in the airing cupboard. Believing they must be for the loft I had a look. Up there was a chair with an ashtray full of cigarette ends and a stash of pornography. Obviously the previous owner went into the loft for some &#8216;personal time&#8217;. Needless to say I wasn&#8217;t amused.</p>
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		<title>By: Lindsey</title>
		<link>http://www.needanewboiler.com/behind-closed-doors/comment-page-1/#comment-103</link>
		<dc:creator>Lindsey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 11:51:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I bought my first house I was surprised to find a note from the previous owner. It said that he hoped that I had as many happy times there as he had and wished me luck. It wasn&#039;t until a month later that my next door neighbour informed me that he had to sell the house and moved because he was getting divorced and years later his wife was tragically murdered!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I bought my first house I was surprised to find a note from the previous owner. It said that he hoped that I had as many happy times there as he had and wished me luck. It wasn&#8217;t until a month later that my next door neighbour informed me that he had to sell the house and moved because he was getting divorced and years later his wife was tragically murdered!</p>
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		<title>By: steve</title>
		<link>http://www.needanewboiler.com/behind-closed-doors/comment-page-1/#comment-102</link>
		<dc:creator>steve</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 14:50:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We once viewed a house in Southampton that was owned by a football fanatic who was totally absorbed in televised match during the whole viewing. We had our toddler daughter with us at the time and as we came back downstairs after looking around, a goal was scored and the seller let out an almighty roar of triumph. Our 2 year old daughter was so terrified at the sudden noise that she burst into tears.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We once viewed a house in Southampton that was owned by a football fanatic who was totally absorbed in televised match during the whole viewing. We had our toddler daughter with us at the time and as we came back downstairs after looking around, a goal was scored and the seller let out an almighty roar of triumph. Our 2 year old daughter was so terrified at the sudden noise that she burst into tears.</p>
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