Another choice bit of British real estate goes on the market
For a mere £925,000 English pounds, you can own Willy House.
No, that’s not its official name, but I didn’t make it up, either. Schoolchildren did, it says here.
It looks like a perfectly nice 17th Century house of some size. Five bedrooms, stable block, separate one-bedroom cottage.
But it is all rather overshadowed by the topiary. The shrubs are at least a couple hundred years old, though nobody knows how long they’ve been carved into giant tallywhackers. It predates the current owner, who’s lived there for 20 years.
It isn’t on the estate agent’s site, for some reason. Looking around, somebody paid £279,000 for this (guide price £60,000 – £70,000). That will be a property developer. Say farewell to Potato Cottage.
Bastards.
Posted: October 14th, 2021 under britain.
Comments: 9
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Comment from Mitch
Time: October 14, 2021, 9:04 pm
Farewell to the bastards of Potato Cottage!
At an apartment complex I used to live at they had a row of nice, mature Italian Cypress trees with a big pair of globular bushes planted on each side of them. An inspiring sight!
Comment from Uncle Al
Time: October 14, 2021, 11:36 pm
Willy House? Tallywhackers? Sorry, but my first thought when I saw the photo, even before reading on, was that it was a topiary collection of, um, (trying to think of a euphemism and coming up empty), er, butt plugs.
I don’t know what insight this may seem to give regarding the sort of person I am, but whatever you’re thinking, it’s you who’s the weird-o!
Comment from Uncle Al
Time: October 14, 2021, 11:43 pm
À propos your tragic lost cat tale of yesterday, Stoaty, I offer for your reading enjoyment H. P. Lovecraft’s short story The Cats of Ulthar. It has a happy ending, especially for the cats.
p.s. (edit) — When we’re talking about Lovecraft, “happy” has some unusual aspects.
Comment from durnedyankee
Time: October 15, 2021, 11:54 am
would you believe I first thought “modern” chess pieces imagined by some sci-fi artist from the 50s?
Which was instantly labeled ‘stupid and unattractive’ by the mental filing system.
Then I got to the Willy House name on the link and thought, oh, yeah, uh….yeah.
And the filing system left the same label on it.
Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: October 15, 2021, 2:16 pm
Say, doesn’t every Old British Home have a name? What is (if you can tell us without blowing your cover) the official name of your home? My guess is it’s either Dun Roamin or Toad Hall…
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