Where we came from

I was looking at some of the photos of our old home this morning. I took a few parting snaps on the last day after I had given it a final clean.

Exterior of old Qld Housing Commission home. It was painted white with contrasting light grey trim.

It was a 1950s former Queensland Housing Commission home  (subsidised public housing) in a cul de sac next to a  bush reserve. It was a typical weatherboard home of that period with fibro internal walls, hardwood floors, timber casement windows and tin roof. The home had been transformed a few times with the addition of a sunroom, deck and extra bedroom - unfortunately, it was these additions which required attention because they had been built badly.

Kitchen - it was mostly original 1950s cabinets and sink. It was ultra cute.

The hallway to the bedrooms

View from front entry

Bathroom

It was getting to the stage where we would have to spend big dollars on the house for a major building renovation (like move out for a few months because of all that asbestos) or finding a new house. We were getting plans done when Jason found the Sow's Ear (which is in a slightly (just) better area) and fell in love...

Although our old home was not grand, it did have such a homely feel and I have fond memories of that place. We had the most wonderful neighbour whom I miss greatly. (Our closest neighbour now is the Boo Radley house and no one lives there...I think...).

We also had a crazy alcoholic Rumanian dude across the road who would periodically knock himself out on cheap plonk while cooking chips on the stove...the number of times we had to drag him out of that smoke filled house...Well, I don't miss him at all!