Just had viewers round for the THIRD viewing. This time there were SEVEN of them! I can only assume that they're playing some kind of mind game, sitting in cars across the road for twenty minutes thinking I don't know they're there. This time they brought some middle aged relative who's clearly some sort of know-all. This one goes upstairs and starts rooting around until he finds the pole to open the loft hatch, next thing is I hear the ladder come down and he's up there. Phoned the agent and told him to give them the bum's rush if they try any more funny business, I don't need this, can sell this place any time, it's immaculate!