So, an interesting double whammy of a post today. Firstly, we got our agreement in principle (AIP) this morning! Yay! So happy about this. For those out of the know, when you buy a house and apply for a mortgage, you need to get written confirmation from your lender that they will, in fact, front you the cash required for the house. They put in writing the maximum they’ll give you, and then once you’ve had your offer accepted, they finalise the mortgage for that amount. Once the estate agent has seen the AIP, you can start making offers on any lovely houses you might have seen. Or UNlovely. We’ll get to that later.
First, the mortgage. In the UK, a deposit of 10% of the property value is pretty common, and these days pretty much all mortgage lenders will require a deposit of some sort before they’ll lend you any cash. The amount of mortgage you can get depends on how much you earn as well as the size of your deposit. We found ourselves in the same boat as many others, with “only” A 5% deposit, meaning the lender would have to provide a 95% loan against the house. We have seen, in total, 9 mortgage brokers, as well as high street banks, all of whom said that we wouldn’t be able to get a 95% mortgage without A. Buying a new-build (shudder) or B. Having our lovely parents put 20% of the house value into a savings account with the lender, just in case we were naughty boys and girls and decided not to pay. Not being in a position to do either of those things, we were disheartened for a while. We made a decision, though, to take names and kick ass.
A lot of legwork and phone bashing later, and we have a 95% mortgage. The moral of the story here is that even if you’re told that there are no 95%s out there, there most likely are, and your perseverance will be rewarded. Get knocked down five times, get up six, et cetera, et cetera.
Onto the next point, lovely (or unlovely) houses. We started looking at houses a long time ago, and we had a clear idea of what we wanted. Three bedroom thirties property, walking distance of the in-laws, moderate garden, similar layout to the in-laws. Well, we saw a lot of these, they’re pretty common around here. The only real differences came from what work had been done, and what state of repair the properties were in. We’d pretty much settled on a house that ticked all of these boxes, but then Mr. suggested that we go see this OTHER house. Far away, 60s build, huge garden, different layout, in bad nick. BAD. NICK. No heating, condemned electrics, half a kitchen, 32 coats of paint over wallpaper.
We walked in and two things hit me. The first was the smell, and the second was how perfect the house was. I have a LOT of vision and I can see through decor, battle through smells and even envisage knocked through walls. The house was huge, and in need of some love. It was so good that I went back to see it again. And again. And again. The moral of this part of the story is that you should always allow just a bit of room for surprises.
We’re going to make our first offer on the house tomorrow. I’m very excited about this.
(TLDR: We got a mortgage and are going to make an offer on a house we like tomorrow.)