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We bought this lovely 128-year-old cottage seven years ago, when we moved from an apartment in the trendy Inner-West to less trendy, Penrith. We wanted a house with a garden, and a dog. We acquired both!
Penrith, sitting a the foot of the Blue Mountains, used to have the dozy air of a country town. It was quirky, quiet,and you could get a park on the High Street even on a Saturday. Our new neighbours were friendly locals, and we fitted right in. We joined the bowling club, the RSL Club and the Panthers Leagues Club.
The commute to the city to work each day was longer, but only by 30 minutes. It previously took 45 to travel the 8km by bus from our suburb in the Inner West, into the CBD. Such was the traffic congestion back then. It is worse now.
Seven years on, Penrith has exploded. 200.000…
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