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I would like to live in a detached house. To my mind this type of houses can give me more privacy than the others. Living in a detached house you have your own private space. No annoying neighours, no noise, no uneasiness. This house is just your own place for rest, for doing anything you want. Even the title of this type of houses shows its advantages: “detached” means “isolated”, “disconnected”. These things really mean something for me!

4.5

People can buy houses or flats in Great Britain in one of two ways.

The first is to address their request to an estate agency. There they will be shown the houses and the flats on offer. People can choose any they like and visit the property to look at it. If they are still interested after seeing the house they may take the offer to the owners via the estate agent. If the owners agree on all points of the offer, the house can be bought.

The second is to posses credit of a building society. This organisation borrows money to people who wants to buy a house. After taking a request the society inspects the house to see if it is worth the money people are asking to lend. All being well, the building society gives people the money to be paid back with interest over 25 years.

3. My Neighbours

Thinking about the topic “Nieghbours” the first thoughts to come are: warm relationships, greetings in the mornings, walking dogs together, borrowing salt or something. All these things are about someone else, but not about me neighbours.

I live in a five-storeyed block of flats on the fifth floor. There are four flats on the landing: from 115 to 118.

115.

Today no one lives there. Several years ago tenants moved to a new place, and the flat was left absolutely empty. My family regretted their moving, because just with these people we had that ideal neighbourship I've written at the beginning of the text.

No latter than yesterday a terrifying incident took place in the flat. Someone broke the jamb and forced the lock. On seeing the wrapped door I got a scare. No sooner had I come to consciousness than I let a relative of the owner know about the incident. I hope there was nothing to steal there.

116.

It is my flat.

117.

I have almost nothing to say about a man who lives in that flat. All I know is that he is an old disabled person. He lost his legs during the war. His wife dead several years ago, so now he lives alone. Just a cat and a coming from time to time social worker are his company. Writing or thinking about his living I can't hold back a tear. It's just a great tragedy.

118.

This family moved to that flat 2 or 3 years ago. Hardly had I met them when aversion arose in my mind. The first impression was right. They proved to be bad-mannered people.

If I'm not mistaken their family consists of five: a mother-in-law, a husband, a wife and two kids. The man and the woman drink sometimes and brawl. But such incidents are rare and not too annoying.

The worst things about the family are their garbage and their dog. These people think that it is quite normal to keep their stinky household refuse on the lending. Also they don't take a proper care about their little cute dog. No one of them walks it. Instead of that they just let it out of the flat. Of cause, without having been trained the dog makes its little things right on the landing. Every morning I accidentally crush it's doings.

As I sad, my relationship with the neighbours can hardly be called good. But I don't really care. I have too little time to think about them. So do they, I think.