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Press, 8 May 1978, Page 34

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DEAD QUIET

A young man from Christchurch, transferred to the capital recently, has had some difficulty in finding exactly what he wanted in the wya of permanent accommodation for himself and his small family. He contact as many local houseagents as possible and told them he preferred an older property, reasonably priced and in fair condition, not too far out of town but in a quiet neighbourhood, and with a certain amount of privacy. Many and varied were the dwellings he was shown for the next few weeks, but not one suited him, and gradually the house-agents seemed to lose their keenness and stopped calling him, obviously writing him off as an awkward customer.

Only one stalwart continued to keep in touch, and every few days this persistent character would telephone with his latest “snip” — which invariably proved to be quite

unsuitable, whether as to price, situation or size. At last, however, there came a day — at which point his client was almost in despair and at a very low ebb — when he rang to tell the Christchurch man some most exciting news.

“You said you wanted an older house in a quiet neighbourhood, close to town, and with complete privacy, didn’t you?” “Yes.”

“I’ve got the very thing for you.” the agent announced triumphantly, “I’ll call round and take you to look at it right away, if you like.” So off they went — and that was when the young man from Christchurch found he was being offered the former Sexton's house in Karori Cemetary. He did not take it although he was sure the neighbours would be very quiet and that there would be complete privacy.