Tag: property
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How Zoe, my Facebook friend, saved me from homelessness
I eventually gave up looking for a place closer to work. It made me feel like no one wanted me in their space. I started wondering what was wrong with me. Then, after about a month, I met a girl named Zoe.
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Love is Letting Go and Moving On
Moving was quite possibly the most exhausting thing I’ve done in years. It’s doubly exhausting when you have the emotional component of a divorce attached.
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Why Looking for a Home is Like Going on a Date
For some reason, despite being an available bachelor with an okay job and a good head of hair, the fear of rejection always overwhelms me. Or is it the fear of commitment? Only this journey will tell.
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Why You Need to Fix Your House For a Change
Every dream comes with a disclaimer, and in the case of domestic bliss, it is this: sooner or later, you’re going to have to renovate. Watch or read about this Iris Session to find out why.
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How I Lost My Heart to a House That Sang To Me
It had wooden floors, pressed ceilings, a stoep that has to be called a balcony because it’s too nice to be called a stoep. There was lots and lots to love. And it had a view!
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Let’s talk about Adding Value to your Home
Watch our latest Iris Session with David O’Sullivan, in which he gets home improvement, to add value, advice from “Tuis” editor, Wicus Pretorius, DIY boffin Mandy Collins and Seeff Randburg MD, Chris Hajec.
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The Terror of Dealing With My Terrible Tenants
One gentleman not only didn’t pay rent, and so eventually had to be asked to leave, but he also took all the curtain rails with him. As well as all of the shelves from the cupboards. To this day I’m not sure what he planned to do with them.
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Happiness is a Smaller Home, Filled With Love & Laughter
When you own a big house, it comes with complications. When it’s time to replace the gutters, for example, there are what feels like kilometres of guttering to replace. The garden takes a lot of time and effort to maintain just to a tidy standard.
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Thank You For My Lovely New House, Barack Obama
When I met my husband, he’d just gone halfies on a townhouse with his brother Phil. A sprawling bachelor pad with a case of Hansa and another case of Red Bull by the front door, and a kitchen counter that functioned solely as a place to put greasy takeaway boxes and the keys to their…