Just got around to reading yesterday's times over breakfast and found this lovely little gem: No pity for first-time buyers
"...When I was a 29-year-old first-time buyer, in 1994, did I cavil and wail about not being able to move in next door to my parents in leafy (and far too expensive) Wimbledon, southwest London? Certainly not. Newly married, I charged off to Hackney, in the east, a district so far from the orbit of my family, it took 10 months before any relation plucked up the courage to visit me. It was rather fun."
"...In fact, there is no such thing as an average FTB; you merely have to be on the market without anything to sell. So, one half of a divorced couple could be a FTB."