More Old Queenslanders

Out and about today, I came across these two old Queenslanders, as I was exiting a car park over the road. A Queenslander can be a person who lives in the State of Queensland, as I do, in Australia. Or a an old house that was built in the same state. Today I am mostly talking about the houses. They are older wooden houses, with corrugated iron roofs, mostly with a verandah, but not always. Quite often elevated, to allow cooling breezes to flow underneath, since our subtropical climate is mostly warmer rather than the few weeks of winter weather we experience in the middle of the year.
Dear Nimoola here on the right, has clearly seen better days. With a couple of broken windows in the front there, I doubt that it is occupied at the moment.
the one on the left in the original photo, on the other hand, is much cared for and loved by the looks of it.
Many of these old houses are sometimes used for businesses in local areas. Or bought up, put up on stilts and built underneath for extra room for a growing family...or alternatively carted away to be renovated into a family home in a cheaper suburb somewhere. It is always interesting to hear them moving them in the middle of the night. Having to raise and lower power lines, dismantle street signs where it is a bit of a tight fit! What a bother! Someone I know even had one moved from a beach side suburb down here, up the Great Dividing Range, to renovate and live in while they are building their own magnificent residence on top of a small hill out there on the Downs. A little bit of madness I think, myself. Still I suppose the older ones might come at a fairly cheap price to start with perhaps.
And once renovated, command a good value. It certainly looks like a pleasant place to put one's feet up on a warm day..in the shade on the verandah there.

I know another old Queenslander a bit worse for wear. She fell over backwards on the concrete steps after tennis. Walking backwards trying to get a better shot at the photo below. As my daughter commented, "I don't think it was worth it Mum." Perhaps not.
I'll let you be the judge. So far no major injuries. Only embarrassment. And a bit of a strained shoulder muscle. Luckily I was able to keep my head from hitting the next step back. Whew. Lucky me.

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