I wonder what Thomas Girdler thought when he finished this row of houses in 1897 ?

Larger than the rest, with bigger rooms and taller ceilings even today they seem well suited for family life. I love the area that I live in. A Georgian spread of terraced houses built with the strength and design to withstand and adapt to the changes people have made to them. Some alterations are in keeping, some (like the pink pebble dashing on one opposite me) aren’t.

People live in these houses, they don’t exist in them. In the summer curtains and windows are open and at Christmas trees are in windows and lights are dimmed. It seems every time I walk around this part of town you get to peek at what people’s lives are like, rather like reading a weblog.

Living here I’ve often wondered what Thomas Girdler would have thought of them now. It’s clear he put care into them with detailing and ornamentation. I like to think he wanted people to be happy here and, for a while I’ve hoped that this place would have a litle more laughter in it aside from the comfortable routine of Boy’s Night.

Today with L here that hope came true. We have a long way to go but it feels like things are fitting together well.