worse house viewing

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probably mild to some but worse I saw was the bedroom had all porno posters on the bedroom walls. it was the teen lads room so page 3 type thankfully but I was amazed the mum didn't ask him to take them down or cover them up!
what was the worst thing you found on house viewings?

The vendor who was showing us around started to sob in the bedroom because when they sold he would no longer be able to be in the room where he and his wife had last made love (she had left him, not died)

Shown the bedroom complete with vendor’s boyfriend in bed naked to the waist ( we assumed) smoking a fag x

We pretty much bought this house. Longtime student house (we’ve met loads of people who reminisce about the parties, and a disproportionate number of people appear to have lost their virginities in it), but a beautiful mid-Victorian house underneath.

When I was little - about 8 years old - my parents wanted to move out of Stourbridge, to the country, so we viewed a number of houses. One was called (if I recall correctly) Doughbank Cottage. It was in a valley, in woodland, with a river running down the valley. The front door wouldn’t open, it was so badly swollen shut, so dad went to the back door, which literally came off in his hand. I have this memory of walking through room after room, all empty and smelling of damp. Dad decided he was going to check upstairs before mum, dsis and I were allowed up there, which was just as well, because as he stepped off the top step, the floor was so sodden and rotten that his foot went right through.

We didn’t make an offer.

Dh tells the story of a flat he viewed - it was all very normal - clean, tidy, neutral decor - until you went into the bathroom. This had deep purple carpet - on the floor, up the sides of the bath, up the walls, and across the ceiling! He decided not to buy it.

Late last year and early this year I was looking for places to rent, both with my then flatmate and on my own.
One place we went to already started off weird, neighbouring house had cameras all over, entered the house and it was a tiny living room, 80's kitchen with doors falling off. First floor had a bedroom which barely fit a bed and a tiny bathroom, second had a marginally bigger bed room and an ensuite toilet. We probably would have been able to use the size. The biggest downside of the house, though, was the absolutely filthy carpet, the stench of cat urine and the cat poo everywhere. We had been asked to take our shoes off, so as soon as we got home, both of us binned our socks.

Then I viewed a flat on my own, above a sushi shop, very steep stairs to the first floor, which was home to the kitchen, living room and shower room with a wash basin, second floor had the toilet (sans sink) and a bed room with a running water feature - on the wall. Thanks, but no thanks.

In the end I didn't end up renting in London any longer and moved abroad.

Took my dad for a viewing of a retirement flat advertised as “two bedrooms with the second bedroom currently being used as a dining room”.
What they didn’t say in the blurb was that the wall had been knocked through to make a sitting / dining room.
When I questioned it the estate agent said that we could always rebuild the wall.

Omg this would be me - there would be a me shaped hole in the wall 🤣

We went to see a house, which the estate agents assured us, 'just needed a bit of work'.

The front garden was a tip that probably needed Agent Orange to make any impression on it.

We were led upstairs first (there was a loo at the top of the stairs with the door open and a child sat on the loo). The bedrooms were all of a decent size but all reeked of drains - we soon found out why when we went downstairs. The bath was in the kitchen and there was a mammoth hole in the kitchen ceiling. Evidently, the floorboards had given way and the bath had come crashing down through them (I just hope no one was in it at the time!).

Strangely, we didn't buy it.

What's a ride on sex toy?

I've lived a sheltered life....

Few spring to mind for me, first was tenant wouldn't allow us in to view the house they had locked the estate agent out and refused to allow us in which to be fair was a blessing as the outside didn't look the best and the fact it was on busy road put me off.

Second again tenant hadn't bothered to clean the house for what was probably a year it was filthy sink was piled up kitchen looked like it hadn't been cleaned in months I went upstairs seen mould all over the bathroom turned around walked straight out of the house and told the estate agent don't bother calling not interest the house is beyond filthy.
I actually felt sorry for the landlord of that house.

Third was a creepy vibe I got from the house itself whoever had lived there previously had painted the one bedroom dark and the main bedroom had a lock on the outside of the door just threw me off and I didn't get good feelings about it.

Page 3 isn't porno in my view (I babysat for a couple who had a half size sculpture of a woman getting oral in the hallway).
I went to a viewing where the young adults children of the owners lived. They knew we were coming but the son was in bed with his GF and just giggled under the covers. Drug paraphernalia was on the roof terrace. Idiots.
I've been to really messy houses where the owner passed away and everything was just left - one I assumed had been abandoned years ago as animals had taken up residence it turned out it was occupied just months before.

A beautiful Victorian Semi, 200 yds from the seafront. Regaled with tales from the middle aged man who welcomed us, about how much he missed his parents who had recently passed away and felt the house was empty without them. We wandered around on our own ( he was too upset to accompany us) to discover a huge mural above the bed in the main bedroom of an all
Male orgy. Bathroom was decorated with a giant ( think 8ft) phallus on the wall. We did not put an offer in!
Same town, I went for a viewing alone, I was about 14 weeks pregnant so still . Lovely couple, strange house held together with bits of string really. The moment when the gentleman turned his back and I noticed the ring of what appeared to be green algae on his neck was when I made my excuses and left!

One viewing I attended years ago, I walked through the lounge and there was a guy snoring his head off on the sofa and his wife said 'just ignore him, he's pissed'. She led me into kitchen which resembled a scene from How Clean is Your House - there was half eaten plates of food on all the surfaces and the sink was piled high with used pans etc and it smelt awful.
Then she took me up the stairs which were covered in bits of laundry, shoes and kid's toys.
The bathroom was filthy and smelt even worse than the kitchen.
Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse she took me into one of the bedrooms and two of the walls were absolutely covered in black mould.

I get that it would have been difficult to disguise the mouldy bedroom, but for a prearranged viewing, surely a bit of effort should have been made to clean up the rest of the house 🤔

Many years ago, we viewed a house which was owned by a single man. There was a huge motorbike in the living room and lots of motorbike parts, oil etc all over the dining table. It didn’t add to the ambiance of the house.

Went to view a vacant property. On the previous days viewing the estate agent had accidentally locked the neighbours cat inside the house and it had pissed absolutely everywhere all over the house. The place absolutely stank, the estate agent was retching!

This thread is so fascinating and disturbing to see how some people live and what is considered their 'normal' it reminds me of Friends when Ross went out with the 'Beautiful Pig' 🤣

A house that stank of damp as soon as I entered, and the absent seller had tried to cover up by using bleach, so the smell was both damp and bleach, and there was a dehumidifier in the old fashioned pantry area. As I was leaving, the next door neighbour was complaining about the amount of slugs, and was putting salt all over her path.

Looking at a rental about to come vacant, so still tenanted. They had a HUGE collection of porn DVDs in the lounge room, didn't seem to be any other type of movie in there.
Another wasn't actually a viewing I went to, but an online listing. I have no idea why the agent would have used the photos they did, but the place was an absolute pigsty and the coffee table in the lounge was covered with bongs and a very obvious bowl full of pot.😳

We went to view a house. All was fine but only a small courtyard back garden (viewed through window) so not for us. Went to leave and front door wouldn’t budge. Back door painted shut. Estate agent rings the office, rings vendors, rings various people. Colleagues come to help open the front door. Much shoving. Locksmith comes out, but the lock is fine - the door is just stuck. Someone brings tools, passes them through a window to us and DH tries to take door off hinges from inside, but all painted over. I start to feel a bit panicky. We climb out of kitchen window into the backyard and end up climbing on the wheelie bins to get over the back wall into a neighbouring yard and through their house to the front street. Agent never rings us for feedback and I resolve never to buy a house without side access.

A toilet in the living room!

We have viewed so many houses these past two years and have seen some awful ones.

One house we went to see, the owner sat in a chair and said “look around”
That was awkward enough as he had the chair in the middle of an empty room but the next room had a pile of dog poo in the middle of the carpet. 🤢

Another time the agent said we could knock on the door and the owner would show us around. A woman opened the door and started at us blankly for about 2 minutes which is a long time when you’ve introduced yourself and are waiting to be let in! She finally let us in and in every room there were mattresses and sheets and an arm poking out here and a leg here. The smell was so bad that we didn’t bother with the third floor.

once a guy let us in and proudly showed us every room. He was bursting with pride as he said “This is the living room, this is our kitchen” etc
The problem was that it was the filthiest house I’d ever seen but they were seemingly oblivious to it. Every inch of the kitchen was caked in grease, I couldn’t tell what colour the countertops were. The bathroom was covered in mould and had hundreds of knickers piled on the radiators. Very grim

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You walked in the front door straight into the livingroom (terraced house) and in one corner was a toilet, and in the other corner was the TV. It had a kind of partition round it but I could literally be sat on the loo watching coronation Street if I fancied it! Safe to say it put me right off!

ill save you a google and give you the mental image of a motorised horse saddle with a willy attached 😂

This was very much the norm in England at one time. I remember one estate agent telling us that it makes the house seem bigger if only one person shows the prospective buyers around. So husband & I took it in turns to sit around the corner in the car while the other one showed them around.