What a surprise - my landlord is selling my beloved North Melbourne house. After six years, it was starting to look unmistakably like me.
Somewhere bigger - a old mansion to paint up, with a flock of beautiful Japanese women helping out?
Somewhere further - an old Japanese farmhouse, with my things in storage, and my plants and cat and car with babysitters?
Something funnier : roaming Australia in a restored frilly 1950's caravan?
Even though I'm a kind of Fairy of Flexibility, I need your good advice and clever ideas, because this is not my average-sized challenge.