After an unspeakably lousy Saturday, yelling at the children and each other as we dragged them from one open for inspection to another, we finally got to the auction of the house we were interested in in Leichhardt with 10 minutes to spare before the auction. The house was supposed to go for high $800,000s but eventually sold for $992,000, with us ducking out of the bidding way before that. The house market here at the mo is insane. This was a TINY 3 bed cottage with a sitting room and very small kitchen/diner. $992,000 is absurd. We calmed ourselves during a lovely relaxing dinner with Julia on Saturday night, ruminating on the fact that we live in a society where a 25-year-old has almost $1million to spend on a place that essentially needs to be demolished. On Sunday we all slept in until 8.30ish and then pottered happily as a family all morning, the yelling of the day before a distant memory. At lunchtime Zoe and Paul and Kirsty and Simon and all the kids came over for pork fillet, cucumber and anchovy salad and potatoes cooked in goose fat. As it was another scorcher, the paddling pool earned its keep and the ice cubes from the freezer were put to good use as cooling agents down the backs of our shirts. It was a 3 cold shower night last night and it's 30 degrees today but a southerly is promised for today bringing a cool change.
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