In Over My Head

I Could Only Wish

We live in a lovely area which has gone 'upscale' with the advent of superior building techniques. Better insulation and triple-pane glass allows comfortable insulation from the sometimes harsh conditions on the seaside. Our own spot is very nice and the house moderately nice, but you may remember my telling you that Peter's grandfather bought the land for fifteen hundred dollars in 1918. The family endured in a simple little home, enjoying four to five months of ideal conditions each year and seven or eight months of bitter discomfort. Now that the seaside is considered desirable, property values - and taxes - have skyrocketed. Take a look at these two hovels. They're on our block, just around the corner from the point we look out onto, about ten to twelve houses away from ours.

The top one was built by someone described as a 'dot-com millionaire'. They've got an elaborate heat recovery system that involved digging out into the strait. It's for sale now, but I forgot to make a note of the agent's name to check the asking price. The other house, rather humble by comparison, has an asking price of six million, five hundred thousand. Click on the pictures if you'd like a better view.

posted by Susan @ 4:14 PM