THERE’S a view to die for. The blue Swan River dotted by white boats and Bicton’s leafy greenness contrast with orange terracotta rooftops, and it makes for a scene not too unlike some of the best European coastlines.
(Don’t hate me for the comparison: it’s not like I’m saying it’s an “antipodean Amalfi” as a travel writer from Monocle did earlier this year with Mosman Park’s foreshore).
It’s also so distinctly Aussie: kookaburras are neighbours and they were laughing as the Herald admired views and basked in the northern sun from the upstairs balcony this week.
Hopefully there was nothing funny about me: I had cycled 20 minutes from our Freo office to get there, and it was quite the hike, especially in skinny black jeans.
The balcony is the best spot on the property: you can yell down past the dangling, purple wisteria blooms at the kiddies playing in the yard — don’t forget to take in a whiff as you do — while adult friends enjoy a drink and give the kookas a real reason to get rowdy.
It’s a generous size, and I mentally place a trestle table and barbecue up there. Doors from the balcony open to three rooms: the main bedroom—which has an ensuite and walk-in robe—one of the three other bedrooms and a second family room.
The keyword here is “family”. The mid-1990s house is built to share.
Glossed jarrah timber floors stretch from the entrance through the lobby, but don’t run into bedrooms and most living spaces.
There’s something about the carpet, fireplace, lobby, high ceilings, wide entrance doors and large office that make me feel comfortable and snug.
It’s like seeing an old, familiar friend in a world where everything is changing—becoming smaller, shinier and more complicated.
Cook with gas in the kitchen, use a paella pan on the central burner (it’s a biggy), roll ravioli on the caesarstone tops, go through the wine from the big built-in rack, and dress the benches with flowers and greenery picked from the yard.
And what a colourful yard it is: there are shades of all colours—in surely every corner, mostly thanks to geraniums, petunias, roses, olive trees, lobelia and daisies.
The best secret? A lemon tree found up a skinny limestone staircase at the back, just off the courtyard, shaded by mature tree canopies.
On my way out, I toyed with the idea of taking the short, downhill ride to a local sandbar for a dip: the house is near Blackwall Reach and Point Walter—a hotspot for families and picnics.
What’s that saying about real estate? Location, location, location.
by EMMIE DOWLING
6a Cavan St, Bicton
Offers from $1.5m
Open to the public on Saturday from 2-2.30pm.
Noel Rogers | 0409 300 600
Acton Fremantle | 9319 3022