Hallelujah-on-a-bicycle drove by today spreading the gospel of spring to all residents of The Small Street. We don't know Hallelujah from Adam but he brings us great joy. A reed thin black man with a rather unruly beard, Hallelujah cuts quite a figure pedalling along on his beat-up old bicycle. And on warm days, when the hallelujahs float through the wide open windows of The Tall House it makes it seem like its the most beautiful...
Tuesday, 14 April 2009
Wednesday, 8 April 2009
The plan
Okay so here's the thing. We know we're nuts but we do have a plan. Really. Well, sort of.Our dear tenant will be leaving on the 1st of June. The wait has overstayed its welcome and we are ready to move on. There is so little that we remember about that part of the house. The late 80's reno job is nothing but a foggy memory in our sleep deprived parents-of-young-uns brains. Is there a hardwood floor under the carpet? Are there...
Monday, 6 April 2009
Prologue
We bought a house. Well a duplex actually. A long, tall, beautiful, four story victorian dream. It was decrepit, it was falling apart, it was everything we were looking for. With a naiveté fueled by too many hours watching home renovation shows, we hired a great architect and drew up a wish list. New windows! A wine cellar! Skylights! 3 bathrooms!...