Thursday, April 23, 2009

Lusted

There is no other word for it. I have lusted after this house ever since I realised that you didn't have to live forever in the house in which you were born.

Look at it: a story-book house right on the beach. How could anyone not want it? (Blue paint excepted. An aberration on the part of the owners.)

8 comments:

Gattina said...

When I "lust" for a house I cool down very quickly when I think of cleaning it !

jams o donnell said...

I can see why you lust for it Liz!

NitWit1 said...

I sgree with Gattina. :)

Leslie: said...

Live in the house where you were born???? My goodness, I have lost count of the number of houses I've lived in. This one right now is up there in the top couple as I've been here 6 years now. :D

CherryPie said...

It looks wonderful, you would have lots of visitors I am sure ;-) :-)

Welshcakes Limoncello said...

Lovely, blue paint and all. But I'm with Gattina!

nick said...

Looks ideal to be a small guest house. A new career beckons? How much would it cost do you think? Presumably a fraction of London prices. I like the blue paint too, a very tasteful pastel.

Liz Hinds said...

If I were rich enough to live there, Gattina & Nitwit, I would have srevants!

Indeed, jams.

WE've been in this house about 21 years now, leslie.

I think that would be a definite, cherrypie.

The blue paint looks better in my photo than it does in real life, welshcakes.

About half a million maybe, nick. Maybe more.