Sanatorium Lake

Sanatorium Lake July 2006 | Filed under Photos, Water | Comments (1)

I spent June up at my folks' place in Mount Macedon, reminiscing about the days I used to go to school in conditions like this. It makes me cold just thinking about it: mist and sleet from April to September, itchy woollen stockings, donut jam on my school tie... There's a better, bigger version of this on Flickr, as well as a couple of others from the same afternoon.

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Stitzy says:

This is a beautiful pic Virg. I also love it up there. I can also thoroughly recommend the hike around the top of Mt Macedon too - 15kms of awe-inspiring green. Just don't do it when it's too cold or snowing. New York is sticky and hot. I'm currently seeking air con respite in the Mac store in SoHo - it is heaven! Just thought you'd like to know. Stitzy x.

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Can haz house now?

15 July 2009
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Soph and I have been attempting to buy a house for many hundreds of months now; every time we think it’s all done and dusted, a new requirement surfaces. For posterity, here’s the latest email thread between the solicitor and me (anonymised, obviously):

Solicitor: It appears the mortgagee requires the insurance policy to be for a minimum of a three month period from settlement and yours is renewable on 29 August. Can you please arrange for the policy to be extended and another Certificate of Currency to be provided.

Me: They can’t do it. They would require me to cancel my existing policy, institute a whole NEW policy, and go through the hours upon hours of crap that goes with that. I will get a renewal for the current policy in the next couple of weeks, and once that happens they’ll give me the new certificate of currency - but they claim they absolutely can’t extend the existing policy.

Solicitor: Sorry Virginia. I just spoke to the mgee’s sols asking if 3 month requirement can be waived, and they said no. “It is an [redacted] requirement”. You will have to cancel existing policy and do fresh one, and then ask for a Certificate of Currency.

[Some time passes, during which I may or may not have a tantrum on the phone to the insurance company representative, during which I may or may not use the words “retarded” and “fucking”]

Me: There are few things that make me want to go on a machine gun rampage more than talking to insurance companies. Nevertheless, I attach the hard-won certificate of currency. Hooray! I can haz house now?

Solicitor: That was easier than expected. Well done. Will email it directly to the mortgagee’s sols. Settlement soon!

Me: Easier than expected from your end. Poor old [redacted] in the [redacted] office might have had a nervous few moments wondering if I was REALLY going to come after his family.

Anyway, surely that’s the end of it. The solicitor must think I’m completely barmy (she doesn’t strike me as the type to be familiar with LOLspeak), but I can live with that. In my new house.

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