A tiny 1840 colonial terrace in Darlinghurst, Sydney. All that wonderful old sandstone. I just want to run my fingers across its rough hewn surface. My love of old houses continues and I always squeal when I find an old beauty when I’m real estate stalking. And the interiors? In my fantasy (there is always a story that I concoct about the unknown sellers) the house is cool bachelor pad. Rough hewn and a little retro with golden brown tones and an intriguing history. The house. I’m talking about the house. The bachelor? Hmmm…… Link here while it lasts.