We're moving. Not quite sure where yet but somewhere a skip away from the Point and a hop away from our folks.
As the financial world's contenance furrows its brow in constipative gloom, pockets become very small, so tiny that entry and exit is made decidedly difficult...
But every cloud, however dark, has a silver lining.
The Point Chev Team is looking to find a new home. It's seize the day because without global recession we'd have fared like a snowball in a very hot place in the housing market of old. We're faring better in its cooling embers.
After six months it's becoming increasingly obvious even to the optimistic that the 'house giving fairy' has buggered off. But if she returns with wand waving, then so be it, she'll be welcomed by all of us. Failing that there're estate agents.
It is through our, to date, empty endeavours that I've rediscovered the joys of language. The language of realty is a thing to behold.
There are the obvious: 'TLC' - read as obliterate and try to start again on sheer cliff face; 'Cute' means you could swing a legless and headless cat with ease; 'opporutunity knocks' translates as knock me down and start all over; 'alfresco dining' would suggest the roof needs some serious surgery; and, 'a hidden gem' means to make it sparkle will cost you upwards of an arm and three legs.
But poets of old are not restricted to volumes stabilising ancient tables (and here I apologise to poets both past and present). The new poet now enters the realm in the guise of the real estate laureate and once in cyber-space creativity can bounce and bound along at a happy and often unedited pace.
'Just like a little black dress' is the headline, an interesting analogy, you just have to read more... 'Sexy and alluring with a classic look that has stood the time, this home is just like that little black dress...' The house, cosy, was more like a dressing gown than party dress, but hey beauty is in the eyes of the beholder to wring a cliche and not put it in the dryer. More Miss Haversham than our Rach.
'My friend, let's not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will take care of itself. Let's find this present moment of life, tomorrow when we pass from this mortal world, we will be with seven thousand years old people. To rush there we shall not. I say get this character dwelling and forget about the fear of that mortgage. The sound of the drum is good from within earshot, so is the feeling of ownership once you take possession. Use this dwelling to your liking, live in it yourself, let others live in it while you collect rent, possibly set it up as your workplace, your options are endless. Be swift in moving to take possession. For my friend this is what I will be telling you if you were my own kin.' (author unknown realty laureate)
And for the same house, different agent but one with no obvious 'authoratic' aspirations…
Located in a central location is 1930's brick & tile bungalow. Full of character with many orginal features. Separate lounge & dining area with two double bedrooms that are bigger than the average.Parked on a full 511sqm level site with private sunny backyard. Just a short stroll to ... Don't delay! Call me today! (author unknown).
And I'll add these as I see them, because they shouldn't be left to the purchasers alone, many are pearls cast from a cyber shell.
But I digress. We still lounge at the Point, and two Point members are not the most enthusiastic of home purchasers. And at this stage, the usually optimistic one, is thinking that we might be lounging here for some time to come...
Sigh.
