Hurrah, we were debt free after selling our Glen Iris house, now worth about 1.75 milllion (a lot has been spent on it, including a second storey addition) and moving to our next home, the original renovated house in Burwood with a separately titled unit at the back where Peter and Myra lived, a subdivision.
I was looking on the net at sold property histories and somehow our old Burwood home popped up and it was for auction on the very day I was looking. We bought it for about $119,000 and sold it a bit over a year later for $127,000. Tradie Brother removed the fireplace and plastered over it and built a front timber decking and a front fence. The pink kitchen did not look as bad as it does now. We replaced the carpet and it has been replaced again. In the middle of the decking was a flowering crab apple, a beautiful tree, removed and replaced with a lemon tree? The air con in the wall we put in. Pity there are not more photos. After being in a 1940s house, it was modern and clean living. We still had our two dogs and two cats then and the two cats died of old age. We found our darling missing Thomas under a bush and ready to die. The less darling Tuffy could no longer eat. We took advice from the vet on both counts.
I don't suppose this link will last, but look at the price our short time home is for sale now after being passed in at auction, $695,000.
After a year being debt free spendthrifts, going to Sydney for a summer holiday, then Mardi Gras, then Sleaze Ball in the same year, we decided we needed a mortgage to make us financially disciplined, and moved, as neighbour said, to be among our own kind, to Balaclava. The accented Italian removalist said 'why you move from a nice place to a dump?' Our Balaclava house was a dump, but not by the time we sold it.