I don't know what I'm sick of more: looking for flats or writing strips about looking for flats. But this time we may have found our next home. It's a great little cottage not too far from a tube station AND there's quite a big garden. It took about 1.5 seconds form Noam's brain to connect the dots: Garden = dog. It was the last question we asked, but as soon as we caught a view of the back garden, Jasper started packing his toys.