A blog about travels, stories, communities, events, protecting the environment, from the heart of Watsons Bay, Sydney, Australia
Monday, 20 August 2018
How does your brain work ?
Friday at the library enabled me to print Laurie Facer's psychology notes on personality stimulating
much thought on human behavior .
Saturday am Ron rang and clarified our term deposit numbers are correct,some missing documentation had caused me to doubt they were right.
Sam called with a meal of soup,meat and noodles and slice of fruit loaf made by his mum Katrina.
11.30am bus to Edgecliff station,unfortunately there was a breakdown in the timetable, so the journey to Dundas took 2 1/2 hours with five changes of train rather than 1 1/2 .
The Caulder road auction was proceeded by checking the sewerage diagram,the electricity meter box,which had the standard meter and light and power circuits and fuses.
The adjacent property was vacant land with previous house demolished by new owner,on the rear side residents unwilling to respond to our knock.
Internal inspection revealed a very plain 3 bedroom uninspiring house.
Auction commenced at 2.30pm with 50 people lining the backyard perimeter.A harrowed auctioneer commenced his 10 minute spiel,then asked for opening bids........... silence
He repeated some aspects of the property and suggested a bid of $1,400,000 more silence......there were no desperate purchasers wishing to follow instructions.
He then suggested lower bids $1,300,00 to $1,200.000............followed by more silence had the cold blustery wind shattered the vocal cord of the silent viewers ?
The auctioneer then suggested the property be passed in as there were no offers,which prompted a brave soul to offer $800.000,this was quickly and firmly rejected,followed by $900,000 offer to then allow negotiations to commence
The crowd of interested local residents,first home buyers and investors dissipated.
For me it reinforced the belief that Sydney property prices are slowly falling, with lower auction clearance rates.
A coffee from the shopping village was comfort, with a wait for the train to Clyde it,was followed by three hours of fragmented travel through Granville Town Hall to Edgecliff,constant messages of apology over the loud speaker,very tolerant traveling public,blank indicator boards and packed carriages.
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