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Abandoned in brick


I'm not going to show many abandoned houses on this trip. One reason is that once we get into the big open country the properties are much further apart and their homesteads not visible from the road. This one is for AB who wondered if most of our buildings are in timber ... actually its just that that the timber and corrigated iron ones are to me the most visually appealing. Here is a brick one for a change ... corrigated iron roofing and bullnose verandas are typical of buildings of this era.

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  1. Renovated in the big smoke, that house would be valued at over a million, Joan. Well over. It has all the elements that the aspiring classes clamour for.

    What sort of front window is that? I guess it to have a name. It is a most satisfying design.

    Once again, the colours on your blog today are quite delightful.

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  2. There's something so very melancholy about a large home being left to the elements. What calamity or series of events could lead to its demise I wonder.

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  3. We've marvelled earlier this year at the number of derelict houses in rural France, and while there are more than here, they are more accessible as well.

    I wonder if I haven't been ignoring a log in my eye?

    Sunshine Coast Daily Photo - Australia

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  4. Crumbs! It seems I accidentally signed in under an account name I'd forgotten I owned! Of course Google wouldn't let me sign in by the ones I actually use!

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  5. Julie, yes this is an elegant home that would fetch a high price if it was located elsewhere.

    Not sure which aspect of the front window you are refering to ... the jutting out bit is known as a bay window (has a fancier roof than normal), the type of windows within the bay window are sash windows.

    Paula, often farms a multigenerational so sometimes new homes are built to accomodate additional families in the property and then over time the additional home(s) are not needed.

    Pete, I did wonder for a moment who the new commenter was. The French have had a lot longer to accumulate unused houses than we have. I don't think you see quite as many in Queensland because the houses are capable of being picked up and taken to a new location. I remember whole streets of timberworkers houses in my old town moving to the beach to become beach houses.

    On my Dad's family farm the small house he and Mum lived in was transported to Brisbane for my Grandparents to live in when they retired.

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  6. It must not be an easy decision to abandon such a big house... I allways wonder about the reasons to do so...

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  7. Really, they transported houses that readily! I must admit that when I was younger one would often have to give way to wide loads which were invariably houses being relocated. Not flash'n'fancy houses - weatherboard workers' cottages mostly.

    What does Peter mean about the log in his eye? Meaning he cannot see this sort of thing happening in his own backyard.

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  8. Weatherboard houses are realitively easily picked up an transported ... they chop the big ones up into smaller pieces before moving them ... a few years ago when I visited my old home town a new business had started where there was a 'parking lot' of old Queenslanders waiting for people to choose and transport to their new location.

    Yes you have understood Peter's comment correctly. It is a reference to the following scripture passage

    Matthew 7:3-5 (New International Version) "Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, 'Let me take the speck out of your eye,' when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother's eye."

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  9. JE - where was your home town in Qld?

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  10. Letty, I don't name the town because it's small and I don't want my blog posts turning up in web searches on the name. I respect the town and its people and would hate to offend by making some unguarded 'city slicker' comment ... which I could easily do having left there long ago and rarely visit now my parents have passed away.

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  11. This abandoned brick home is beautiful. There's a story in there...

    From Sandy Lender

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  12. Those banana-benders are entrepreneurial! A parking lot of "queenslanders" for sale. How quaint is that.

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