Once again I was in Blairgowrie recently, marvelling at the architectural wonders of this sleepy beachside town (or suburb?). It seems that people are more willing to take architectural risks with their beach houses than with their everyday houses, and this place is a good example. It’s a little bit Ned Kelly, no?
And now for something completely different. A lovely example of 1950s fibro beach house construction, painted a fetching shade of mushy-pea green, dating from an era when women still wore beach coats and men wore woollen togs. Mmm. (Can you imagine the itchiness?)
:: Arwen ::