The problem holding up my house move turns out to be a wiggle. Have you ever had a wiggle? It sounds jolly enough but, believe me, you don’t want to go there. If you have a wiggle in your garden, you had better be prepared for the worst.
I had no idea about this wiggle, because when I bought the flat I only had my lawyer scrutinise the Land Registry documents to a normal degree, which is to say I asked him if everything was broadly all right, and when he confirmed that it was I told him to proceed.
I have lived in the flat quite happily since 2002 and I have never had any trouble at all with the boundary lines.
I fix the garden fencing one side, the neighbour takes care of the other. The fence to the right, which is my neighbours’, does rather bend and groan under the strain of the creeping ivy and it needs redoing, in truth.
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