Astraea, when I emptied mum's unit, I just absolutely turned everything upside down and inside out. Luckily I found money in the first drawer I opened that put me on my guard. Talking about going out in the car reminded me - mum had a disabled parking sticker that had to be attached to the windscreen if the car she was in was parked in a disabled parking area. When she came to live with me I kept it in the glovebox of my car at the ready, but somewhere along the line when mum had first got the sticker someone must have given her very clear instructions to ensure she kept the sticker with her at all times as they were readily stolen. Obviously whoever had explained said that it had to be displayed on the windscreen when the car was parked, but mum, in the fog she was in by this time, didn't get that bit. One time I had to go to the RTA to have mum's address changed to mine so of course I had to take her with me for her to verify things. I parked in a disabled spot as they are wider for wheelchair access, put the sticker on the windscreen, got the wheelchair out of the boot and got mum into it, not taking any notice of anything she was doing. We got into the RTA, took a number and waited a while before we were served, then I took mum over to the counter and explained the situation, whereupon mum pulls the sticker out of her handbag to show the clerk. Of course I freaked as they are very quick to book you if you are illegally parked in these spaces and told mum she wasn't to take it off the windscreen again. Mum felt she was really going to get one up on me as she was always going crook at me putting it on the windscreen for people to see it and break into the car to steal it, and told the clerk to tell me the rules how I wasn't to leave it in the car. I think the poor woman wet herself seeing the comedy side of it, but trying to keep a straight face while she tried to get through to mum that it had to be on the windscreen. Of course mum just kept arguing with her then that she knew better because of what she had been told. In the end the clerk told me to get back to the car before I got booked but said to let her know if I was and she would try to clear things for me. Fortunately I wasn't but after that I had to be so careful to ensure I put the sticker on my side of the car (which it wasn't supposed to be) but it was the only way I could stop mum getting to it.

@solarventi, Hi, sorry, I didnt work it correctly, It is an interesting concept, but I am not getting it>>> bit slow... How do you heat up in winter in Vic when we get very little sun and the weather has turned Artic this year, Main reason I am noticing the cold, especially when working outside. I do have low blood pressure so feel the cold, but the red clothing next to skin works a charm. I would like to understand... I have seen on uTube where they DIY passive heat I liked the pictures but no explanation and these were using exisiting windows .. I this with gap at bottom on outside so cold air comes in and gap at top on inside so warm air into house.... but got to technical for me. And I get confused, as hot air rises and I dont understand why fans are at the top in newer models not at bottom [of heaters] But I would mind understanding how it works.. Am going to check the website, TU very much. I have bats to put in kitchen reno but would like something to attach to the corrogated iron so there is no gap between iron and bats. Appreciate your help and will check again on your site to see if I missed anything :)

@ gladaboutown I am a city kid originally then spent my mid teenage years in Europe..(did not like that). Before that I lived on Nauru Island with my parents just after the end of WWII ( that's telling isn'r it!).. Your friend's 1800 farm house sounds lovely. My paternal Grandparents had a lovely old home at Beechworth in Victoria and before that at Woodend and I loved being at them both...guess I'm a country kid at heart but wqually happy in the Pacific. Yes we are luck to have such choices given what we see on the news. Hope we continue to have our country freedom.....bit of a scary thought that we may not always be safe in the cities....but there's always places like Charleville and White Cliffs and underground dwellings in Queensland...pretty remote. The fresh produce is the BEST! Good that the farmers travel to the city aras to sell their wares...we'll be needing them more and more. I live in a fruit and veg growing area with wineries, piggeries, Emu farms, sheep etc etc and all sorts of othe wonderful "down to earth" industries. Close to home I have the Strawberry Fields where one can pick their own...YUM, and a Bertry Farm that makes their own jams and sauces...and a Jam Factory. I wondered why I came her ages ago when it was not as interesting and there were lots of yobbos...but it is rathetr villagey now and we have visitors galore. I am lucky. Missing the beach, but hey, can't have it all! One lady wrote that she has barracudas in the canal at the end of their canal developement...and sharks...No thanks.

This is beauty of good design. Dramatic changes can make an incredible impact. As I originally mentioned an extension was added to the back of the original kitchen and extended out past the original envelope of the building. The kitchen then was moved 180 degrees to opposite wall. There also are no bells and whistles in this kitchen and no soft close drawers, just the basics.