Francesca Amber

Like, I don't want that.

Is it easier for the universe to somehow make me earn an extra half a million pounds or something to get the kind of house that I want?

Or is it easier for the universe to bring me my dream house that magically I seem to have gotten for like less than what it should be?

And this isn't the first time this has happened to me.

It's going to choose that.

And I could never have imagined that it would come through that way, right?

So I'm still panicking.

I haven't sold my flat.

I'm not in a position to fucking buy.

They've got people queuing up to view this house.

And I'm thinking the second these fuckers see it, they're going to want a piece of it.

So I'm like, right, hold your horses.

I listened to that subliminal overnight.

I wake up, I go to McDonald's for breakfast.

I'm in my car eating my McMuffin, right?

And all of a sudden I'm like, wait,

I don't think I have to sell my flat, right?

I don't have to sell my flat to buy this house.

This sounds, I'm going to use the word again, audacious.

What do you mean, Fran?