a brass bell

This weekend we invited our neighbours at the beach, Angela and Jo, round for drinks - and they gave us this lovely nautical brass bell which David has hung on the beach deck. I'm thrilled with it and foresee ringing it hard to get the fisherman back on land for lunch.  

The rope across the deck front is to indicate to passersby that this is private property:  we frequently find sandy footprints on the decks that don't belong to us. 

The fisherman returned from the western end of the bay soaked through and freezing cold, having been flattened by a wave - but it was all worth it as he'd caught 19 beautiful big garfish.

virtual walk-through

Now that the blinds have been installed we are almost finished and I will do a guided tour, starting with the west wing:

bedroom 1 formerly bright blue



bedroom 2

hallway - same floor everywhere

toilet 1 formerly part of main bedroom

gorgeous bathroom formerly main bedroom

sitting room formerly purple, pink and yellow bedroom

sitting room has roman blinds

dining area looking out to new deck

dining area for people and cat

kitchen looking towards the road

kitchen with green door

kitchen with scones

stairway to Lookout Room, passage to laundry plus fisherman's shower and toilet 2

bed in corner of Lookout Room

you can make a cup of tea upstairs! toilet 3 behind

a place to sit and look at the sea - calm today

Lookout Room

Lookout Room

bush house becomes brush house

David is well on the way to fitting brush panels to two sides of the moved bush house and one side of the fish-cleaning house. He takes cover during showers of rain then he's back out there again - with supervision from above.

it's really winter

Cold,  wet and windy: nothing to do but read.

The brush walls for the bush house have been delivered but they will have to wait for a fine still day.