We left our lovely agent to deal with the masses and left to have a coffee. We could have crowd surfed out the front entrance. In the pouring rain were people keen to live in my tiny place (or thinking they were before they saw it). The line up was 5m wide and 5 people deep. The agent described it as a stampede! I told Mr. that everyone in Sydney wants to live in Surry Hills but him! It felt creepy knowing strangers would be traipsing through my house, making themselves comfy on my lounge, opening the wardrobe, criticising and commenting...at least the interest was strong and everything was as we left it when we got back, less a few skewed frames on the walls. What an eye opener.