Of course we didn’t get the ugly brown brick house. So like a lover on the rebound we decide we’re staying in Oswin St, FOREVER.
We head back down the architect route. This time it costs us real money. And you may be surprised to read that we decided to work closely with the mainstream architect. “Let’s work with him to expand the knowledge and skill base in this important profession,“ we nobly thought to ourselves.
Well, guess what? It didn’t work.
So the principle of collaboration and shared learning – out the window. He didn’t give us what we briefed and totally ignored our budget (surely that’s never happened to anyone else).
Where to now? A period of nothingness.
We started putting some insulation in our roof, we got some new water tanks and connected them to the toilet and washing machine, we watched our newish native garden wither in the drought.
And although we were staying in Oswin St FOREVER, one of the two of us couldn’t help checking out houses for sale around the area.
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