A certain serene airiness to this gorgeous home amid the tea trees evokes a time of casual bohemia. No place for televisions, corporate attire or hurried schedules but rather long shimmering days or quiet evenings reading by the fire, music, wine and friends, bedecked in patio skirts and bare feet. Who are the inheritors of such a life, such a place? For those who can afford these 50 year old residences now generally exist in a tax bracket which precludes such historically anti-commercial, intellectual, time passing and the cultural (but not financial) elite (as some may view them) for better or worse have now decamped to regional hamlets like Venus Bay or Bruny Island to live this life, leaving behind their traditional Australian ‘hoods in the middle suburbs, to the mercy of developers.