Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Ugh, I have to face it...we need new gates. Whenever it rains heavily, and this IS Auckland people and it does rain heavily...ALL winter in fact...our front gate swells and gets stuck. Kinda has its advantages...
Even Squabbles the family dog, can see the problem, although he sees it more as, "how am I supposed to jump up at the courier man if he can't get in?" You see the problem!
So I have been driving around Herne Bay, looking a little dodgy, hanging out the window with my camera, snapping gates that take my fancy...as much as a gate can. Here's a few, and I apologise for doing this on rubbish collection day!
So, off white, wooden gates seem to be the thing. However, I think I have to face the fact that our house is not a Victorian villa but a 1930s bungalow and replacing the cedar originals may be best.
So Alan, the gate man rocked up at 8.30 this morning to quote. Alan knows a lot about gates. An awful lot. I learned that our 'gate', below, is not a gate, it is a 'pathway gate'.
Our 'garage doors', below, are not garage doors (particularly in light of a lack of walls therefore any 'garage'...yeah, okay), but are 'double driveway gates'. Mmmm, 'double' sounds expensive...
Our rendered fence and house frontage had previously both been covered in ivy, which we had stripped back. Even though it's gone, our neighbours still refer to us as 'The Ivy House'. It feels wrong somehow that we've removed it, so we think we'll let it grow back. So, bring on The Ivy House!
So, there's the very dull saga that is new gates. I'll keep you posted - ha ha, geddit?!
So, it's goodbye for now from 'The Ivy House' and from Squabbles and his new 'do':
All images my own.