Ours is a rather strange story about a chance meeting at an airport.
Myself, my husband and our 3-year-old son decided to change our lives for the better and move to France.
After a lot of searching on the internet and of couple of househunting trips to France – which used up a lot of time and money – we had still not found what we wanted. But then we met a couple at the airport who told us about a fantastic lady called Tracy, who had found them a property straight away that they fell in love with. The deal had been done in record time and Tracy had even negotiated the price for them and got the house for well under the asking price.
We contacted Tracy, and she was invaluable with her advice. We sold up in England and Tracy found us rented accommodation while we waited for the sale of our house to go through. Within two days we had been introduced to some excellent agencies, and within two weeks Tracy had helped us to find the property of our dreams. Not only that, but when our 3-year-old became ill, Tracy rushed us to the local Doctor and ran us backwards and forwards to the hospital. (Happily our son made a full and rapid recovery.)
We have been here for two years and have never been happier.