Saturday, April 30, 2011

Beach House of the Week

This Beach House is located in Palm Beach, one hours drive north of Sydney.  It has panoramic views across Pittwater and is beautifully furnished. It appears to be incredibly cozy and comfortable.  The kids could be swimming in the pool whilst the parents watched them from the lovely deck on the second floor.

I am a little jaded this morning as I stayed up very late to watch the ceremony at a girls only wedding party.  The Brits do this all so well....It was just lovely, lets hope the media treats them with a little respect and they are able to succeed in that difficult but noble institution of marriage.  I think the winner on the day was aspiration.  I also couldn't help wondering what Diana would have been like at the ceremony.  I couldn't believe I shed a tear over her absence after such a long time, but those memories run very deep.  Even for a colonial  in the antipodes, like me. I sometimes question my own behaviour.  It was interesting to watch the British girls at the party, understandably they were all very proud and some were very homesick and wished they had been there.

Have a great weekend
Best Carolyn
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Thursday, April 28, 2011

Beach House Bunk Loft Beds
I have shown you all the bits of the Beach House we have renovated partially or otherwise, which are decent for viewing.
Now we come to the Beach House Brats' Bedrooms.  Neither of which are currently fit for human consumption, from an interiors perspective anyway. 
My Primary schooler, was the beneficiary of a big bedroom makeover, when we moved into the Beach house six years ago.  It is currently navy, red and white, bold nautical colours, which seem to have started in his room and now taken over the whole cottage.
Now, six years is a long time in makeover history and the time has come for a further update.
Recently as a treat, I took Beach House Brat No.1 down to Sirocco Home at Willoughby, on Sydney's North Shore to view his new bed to be. Grandma had offered to buy it for him.  So as far as I was concerned, the stars were all aligning beautifully. Thanks granny, we love ya.
Now, whilst he really liked the Sirocco loft, pictured at the top of this story, he has decided he wants to have a cubby under his bed, not a desk. Duh!!!!  Eight year old boys of the world would know exactly what he is talking about.  Why do homework, when you can build forts and cubbies with your mates and have Nerf gun wars under your bunk. I guess I’ll have to wait another six years to indulge my Sirocco Home bunk loft passion, when it’s BHB 2's turn. Cause I am sure she will want to do homework instead of making cubbies.  Yeah right!!!!!! But you have to admit both these bunk lofts are just gorgeous.

I am still pushing for a desk under the bed, so maybe one of these removable options is the go. 

I am thinking chuck a bean bag, some cushions, some funky urban art and some Lack shelves from Ikea underneath, to recreate the feel of a New York Studio.  And yes, perhaps a little desk running the width of the bed as a tribute to homework.  You know that stuff that you hassle your kids to do every afternoon after school. At the Beach House, it usually ends up in a screaming match and never gets done until maths coaching the night before it's due.  I love that woman.

So thank you dear reader for coming this far we me.  I think we can say dilemma solved.  But what about the other dilemma.  Where does ‘sleep over boy’ go?  Perhaps in either of these lovely ensembles.  Oh decisions decisions.

Sweet dreams
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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

From the Beach House to the Boat House

On Good Friday The Beach  House Clan decided to launch the rubber duck and go picnicking on Pittwater.  Now when you are married to a boat builder there are some benefits.  You have a garage and a factory full of boats to choose from.  Mr Beach House makes little racing yachts but our boat of choice for our little sortie on Pittwater was this little rubber duck.  We took this little baby so we could hug the coast for some great photo action.

We can all just fit in with one small bag.  The downside is that I have to listen to Mr Beach House telling us constantly that it can go faster when it's just him and Beach House Brat number one on board.  I tell him in return that it is not speed I am after and if he wouldn't mind, could he please slow down even more, so I can get what I came for......some beautiful shots of this stunning nautical playground.

Now this is what I call a boat.  It's a Palm Beach 60, built by the ever so talented Mark Richards, who you can see there getting ready for a day on the high seas.  Ricco used to build these gorgeous boats  in the factory next to Mr Beach House, until he moved to bigger premises.  He is known around these parts as the 'golden boy', after skippering Wild Oats 11 to win the last 5 or 6 Sydney to Hobart Yacht races.  I've lost count as it is usually daylight second.

Some would say this guy has it all, brains and beauty and a really nice guy to boot..

Once we exchanged pleasantries and recovered from boat envy, we pressed on around to this little beach.  I'm sure this gorgeous teen was wondering why I was photographing her. Basically because I think the look she gave me is priceless.  I had to photo shop out what another one in her party was doing, suffice to say it involved alcohol.  It wasn't rude and as you know I am partial to the odd little glass of rose but alcohol at 10am just does not work in this post.

At this gorgeous little cove is an enclosed swimming pool, so no shark worries here. We had a swim and for one month off Winter, the water was a gorgeously warm temperature.

These kayaks made it in because I am loving blue and yellow right now.

After a light lunch, we relaunched and set off to do what we really came for and that was a little study of the boat houses on Pittwater.  Now as I previously indicated, Mr Beach House was on full throttle, trying to achieve the impossible with a 6 horse power engine, while I was hassling him to slow down so I could get a decent shot. 

After a bumpy ride, this is what I got.  Some of the boat houses are better than the houses they belong to.  Some are used for seaside entertaining, whilst others are permanently inhabited.  I know if we were ever lucky enough to have a boat house unfortunately Mr B would fill it full of bloomin' boats. How rude!!!!!

Now I can hear you dear reader asking what is wrong with that?.......  So I'll tell you.  I have always secretly entertained the idea of swanning around my own little boat house, with a group of my closest friends, cooking a gourmet meal and eating it together on a beautifully laid table.  There would be no room for boats in my little fantasy unless they are tethered to the end of the wharf.  Mr Beach House on the other hand, has a very different idea of what boat houses are guessed it boat storage.

Love this little baby with her contrasting roof lines.

This one looks like a bathing box

Perhaps that's the idea.  Boats downstairs and accommodation up.

This one was clearly permanently occupied....... by a sailing buddy off Mr Beach House no less.  
Love the vintage style of this one

Cute little racing yacht and gorgeous boat house.

And how about this for some coastal relaxation

Little dinghies all in a row

and the bird life

The funny thing is that when Mr Beach House and I take these little boat trips, he spends the whole day describing the boats and who owns or built what and what yacht races it has won.  I just sigh quietly, and pretend I care, as I am not interested in the boats but the real estate.  At least we are both having fun at the same time, even if it is for different reasons.

Well that's it from the Beach House today.  I just watched Grease with my 2 year old.  Probably 10 years too early, but it is my favourite film, so I am on a high as I write.  Possibly also something to do with the fact that it's the last day of the school holidays. Yippee!!!! Can't believe I am saying that.  When I was a teacher, I very much resented parents saying it, but now I completely know where they were coming from. I was a great mum until I had kids.   Love them dearly but it's time. 
Best Carolyn
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