I am so depressed. The agent just rang and told me he'd had five full asking price offers on the flat, so now they are asking everyone to put forward their best and final offer by noon on Wednesday. I can't stretch to more than the asking price. Even if I were to pay that, I'd have to cash in my ISA and my premium bonds.
I was the first to offer the full amount. That flat should have been mine. When I walked in, it had such a lovely atmosphere that I felt it was putting my arms around me and hugging me. It must have done that to all the others as well, the faithless so-and-so!
It is so unfair. I was already living in it in my imagination and it's the only one in my price range that has come up for sale in that area for at least two years. But then, I suppose it was naive of me to expect justice and honour from an estate agent.