Oh, I see, it's like a "ground floor" only sexier. In fact it's exactly like a ground floor.
I'm still indulging in property porn. As indulgences go it's pretty harmless. The worst it can do is give you eye-strain.
It suddenly strikes me that what I really want is the bungalow my grandparents had in the early sixties. Only not the house itself- which was sprawling but poky with low ceilings and a dark central corridor ("classic bungalow" says Ailz)- but its location- with a sea view and a back gate that opened straight onto the Downs.
I'm turning into my grandparents- help!
They ended up in a flat in a new-built tower in Hove. That was poky too. But I suppose flats generally are. What I'd really like is a flat in an early 19th century building with high ceilings and fireplaces that aren't ashamed of themselves. A bay window would be nice too. The problem with those old buildings is they have stairs not lifts- and we need a lift- which is why I'm being drawn to ones with street access on the ground floor.
Sorry, hall floor.
And then there's the Deco building in Eastbourne that used to be a grand hotel. It's so Poirot it's not true- with shared public spaces and lifts of course. Yes, yes, yes, but does it have a sea view? I know it doesn't back onto the Downs.
Ah well in my dreams it can, and it's only in my dreams that I'm going to be living there...