Where to start? Well on balance it’s nothing like the scale of being in a war torn city – but there is something stomach churning in seeing a line of perfectly habitable sweet bungalows being shredded en masse. If a row of sound little houses is sold as a single lot to developers, what chance is there for families or young people ever getting to own one of these lovely homes and being part of these quiet neighbourhoods?
The humble and gentle face of Melbourne’s suburbs is rapidly being eroded and pock marked by a planning policy that seems to spit back at the people who live (or would like to live) here. The sad fact is Melbournes’ street-scapes and 20th century heritage are being readily sacrificed for a quick buck. Oh but not in Hawthorn – no the politician’s homeland has been preserved from any such hideousness.
But wait! Once we downsize we can buy one of the replacement two bed, two bath apartments with a glass balcony. Bliss. Should I have got started?