There is something to be said about moving to a house, sight unseen, to add another level of anticipation to the experience.
I was busting with excitement to see the house and it was lovely to walk down the road with the Bandycoot's family and our sweet pups (Jazz & Indie) to get that first glimpse. It has a beautiful garden with an English feel of twisting vines over an old concrete courtyard (part of the old dairy that the house was build upon) and an incredible outlook to mountains and rolling green valleys.
The Bandycoot's folks have been working hard to transform the home after the previous tenants left it in rather a feral state. They've stripped wallpaper, filled holes in walls, painted, scrubbed and replaced key whitegoods that were no longer usable. It's still a work in progress, with carpets to be laid and a few fittings to be replaced/repaired. I'm sure it will it will be a lovely cosy home for us, once all the doors are on that is.
Arriving with no furniture, we were thrilled to find a fridge and lovely timber dining table setting. The family has gone to lots of effort to make us feel welcome, making curtains and preparing a beautiful table setting with embroidered runner and a bunch a freshly picked flowers from the garden and the essential tea/coffee and working kettle! Unfortunately, they didn't realise that I'm allergic to yellow and the whole loft upstairs has been decked out with yellow accessories. Not that it matters right now, as I'm not venturing too far from the wood burning fireplace where we've set up the swag to sleep in until we can find a comfy bed.

A loft with yellow accessories...too funny, Gail! Maybe you can wear some red-tinted glasses when you go upstairs?
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