It is, indeed, a very fine house.
So fine, that I still can't believe we're going to be living there in just a few short weeks.
Anyone familiar with Melbourne's current rental crisis will understand that scoring decent housing amidst the clamour of hundreds of applicants prepared to offer first-born children and large financial gratuities in exchange for the keys, makes the acquisition of a warm, airy and clean little house, in a truly fabulous location, complete with excellent backyard, fruit trees, vegetable garden and shed, so utterly miraculous, that I still can't believe my luck.
So relieved and grateful was I that I promptly went out and acquired a long-coveted Ganesh on the nevernever to celebrate, and don't even care about how I'm going to pay him off. I might let Ganpati himself field that one, obstacles being, after all, his forte.
Dudes, we are so out of here.