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The estate agent called it "aspirational family living," which Claire Bellamy privately translated as too expensive for what it is, but you'll buy it anyway because the schools are good.
The Sycamores was a new-build development on the edge of Elmsworth, the kind of place that existed in almost identical form in every commuter town in the country - thirty-two houses arranged around two cul-de-sacs, show-home gardens still smelling of fresh turf, a communal green with a sapling staked against the wind, and a site office that had only recently been converted into a real front door. Numbers 1 through 14 had been finished and sold. The rest were still scaffolding and tarpaulin, waiting their turn.