I'm sitting at work drinking a sweet tea retelling the details of my journey to colleagues when I receive a call from Barnet Council.
'Is that Madam Latte Days', says voice on phone.
'Oui, c'est moi', I answer - then realising that I'm not in Paris.
She goes on to tell me that she's responding to my email. I frantically think about which one it was - there are so many. Sometimes I wish my brain would have a better cataloguing system - but anyway she gave me a clue.
'You want to be part of the Finchley conservation area.'
'Well not me personally, although I wouldn't mind if I was frozen for 1000 years, but I think the email made reference to my abode'.
'Yes indeed', she replies. 'Well we're considering reviewing that part of Finchley and will certainly take your considerations into account'.
So now I need to do a bit more research on the Arts and Crafts influence to the Village of Finch just to qualify my proposal.
A result!
4 comments:
you wont be quite so happy when you find out you can't do any work to your pad cos its in a conservation area...
you won'd be quite so happy when you find out you can't do any work to your pad cos its in a conservation area
I will always be happy.
glad to hear it. actually what I said wasn't true, it's listing that really gives you a problem. Any worries give my old chum Mary Hairnet a call at Farnham & Co (now Grindstone Pollock Farnham LLP)
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