I’d been keeping an eye on this little house for years, watching the place slowly become dilapidated and waiting for the inevitable trashing and redevelopment into 38 dog boxes (you know … units with no thought as to sustainability, livability or community).  The cyclone fencing went up, the workers arrived and I thought yep, there goes another small part of our history.

Then lo and behold they started to paint the place, replace some weatherboards and oh my god … they’ve added an extension. I’m so happy. Someone loves this house too!

Slainte – Colleen