It's been a while since I last blogged, as we've been waiting for Richmond Council to come up with an offer of a property for us.
Well, we had one, and went to see it this evening. Frankly it was an insult, and we've rejected it.
Yes it was one bed-roomed, on the ground floor, and close to my work as requested, but it had damp, an ancient water boiler, no outside space for the dog, and was in need of serious redecoration.
Some might say we're being a little 'picky', but Richmond Council have put us in this position, and if this is all they have to offer to redress the situation then they can forget it.
I have informed Richmond's Head of Housing of our decision, and we wait to see what he comes up with next.
The worst part of it though was the lady from the Housing Trust had received no knowledge of our specific situation, nor even a copy of our 'Housing Application' prior to offering us the property. She even said that we shouldn't have been offered the flat in the first place because we have a dog !
It beggars belief that we're still being treated so poorly over this, and we intend to continue the fight.