Rusted-on readers will know we’re on a journey into the badlands of subdivision. I posted about it here, here and here. There’s not been much posting about it since. You see, if you live in an area with a “heritage overlay” populated by notorious objectors to most developments, you’re best to keep your head down –… Continue reading Adventures into subdivision #4
If you’ve been following along, you already know that we’ve been hokey-pokeying about subdividing our principal home property. I told you a little about it here. And a little more about it here. It’s a slow old process. It’s already given us dozens of should we/shouldn’t we conversations and shiploads of stress-induced insomnia. And we haven’t… Continue reading Adventures into subdivision #3
Today, I’ve been contemplating our beautiful silver birch trees in the midst of their autumn splendour. Will this be their last autumn? Downsizing is all about letting things go. If we go ahead with our smaller footprint plans, our trees will have to go to make way for a new build in our backyard. And where the f!@k… Continue reading Adventures into subdivision #2
Going, going … passed in Being fifty-something, I love the simple thrills in life. For me, auctions are one of those simple delights. I love a spirited ebay auction, a hard-fought clearing sale, a bidding war over an antique lamp and, most of all, a property auction. There is so much at stake at a… Continue reading Going, going … passed in
Being fifty- something, we’re thinking about downsizing. Before long we’ll be empty-nesters and this house just won’t fit us anymore. It’s too much to heat/cool, clean and maintain for just the two of us. It was all part of our grand plan to sell this place about now, move to something smaller and free up… Continue reading Venus and Mars go house-hunting.