“Auction day was the most stressful and exciting day of my life”, says Cath. ”We dressed up to try and look really expensive in the hope of scaring off the competition – Jesse even wore a suit! We had to able to raise 10% of an unknown purchase price that we could hand over if we were to win it.”
The auction was held at the real estate agents’ office, most of the attendees were men in grey suits and the property at 38 Airedale Street was just another item in a long list of lots for sale. But not to us – it was a dream and we were clinging on.
Once the bidding began, the emotional rollercoaster kicked in. Some of the bidders gave up quickly, but we eventually got locked in a battle with one remaining bidder – a developer who had never even set foot inside the building. It was like a tennis match, and the heads of everyone in the room turned from one side side to the other as each of us upped the bidding. Frustratingly, whatever number we said, the other bidder would simply – and seemingly without emotion – added $1,000. It seemed there was no end to his budget, and we feared that his pockets were bound to be much deeper than ours. Sometimes I felt angry at his cat and mouse tactics, sometimes almost hopeless. And then what I felt was utter disbelief as I heard the auctioneer’s voice.
“Going once...", he said.
Could this really be it?
Was the other bidder going to add $1000 yet again?
“Do I have another bid? Another bid from you sir?”
I held my breath.
The Auctioneer's voice had taken on the quality of a drum roll..!
"All done and dusted and... SOLD!”
The hammer was down! I was leaping in the air and making a peculiar noise that was part laugh and part wail of delight.
Now, let the journey to all our dreams begin!