Category Housing

Dreams of Eviction

Last night I dreamt that my landlady wanted us out. In my dream the flat was the same one we live in in reality, located in South London, with the same annoyingly abundant downlights that blow far too frequently. Though, as is often the case in dreams, the flat was amalgamated with various fragmented memories […]

A Life of rent

My parents didn’t own their own home until they were in their forties – well, my mother just into them and my father perhaps slightly shy of them.  Before that, we rented.  Four houses in total but the house at 2a Wylde Street, Telopea, a northwest suburb of Sydney, is the one to which most […]