At some point in time, in the Sydney suburb of Marrickville, half a house was built. No one really knows why, but the other half of this Federation-era semi never materialized. Despite its curious appearance, this “half house” on the northern side of a not-so-dividing southern wall was a lovely little place to live. Set on a block that was quite wide for the area, it had a verandah that wrapped around from the street and into the garden.
This verandah was classic. It was nice and deep, offering a shaded place in which to sit and chat to passers-by, and it was laid with pretty little tessellated tiles. It ran around a grand room, where big windows and multiple doors let the light, and friends, flow inside. Out the…