When we had to find a home in Turramurra that was vaguely affordable it seemed a huge challenge. Leaving Bobbin Head Rd was traumatic. This funny little cottage (that was pulled down hours after we moved out) was our house of hope. We felt at home there really quickly, and it helped us feel safe when things were very hard. Although only initially the lease was for for 6 months, we stayed here for a year, until we had a new home to go to. Jon was a packing super star, and the van went to Orange ahead of us.
Goodbye House of Hope.
Goodbye House of Hope.