Wes’s Window on the Fake Spring
by wes It has been a glorious week. The sun is out. People are suddenly social again. Friends are flocking to the beach like they have been released from captivity. Pool plans are back. Andrew Boy Charles has reopened the pool situation and everyone is behaving like winter has packed its ugly little bags and…
Wes’s Window on Coffee, Stone & Sydney
by wes I’m sitting in a new coffee joint in an alley just off Oxford Street called Mecca, drinking my coffee and watching a barista perform on this giant monolith of a slab of stone that is their stage. It is dramatic, slightly ridiculous and very Sydney. And I suddenly thought, bloody hell, I really…
Wes’s Window on Carbs, Chaos and the Market
By wes I am trying very hard to eat like an adult. Not the “I had two almonds and now I am wellness” kind of adult. I mean genuinely trying. Training hard, working a lot, wanting energy, wanting long-term health, wanting my pants to not file a formal complaint every Monday morning. Simple enough, surely? Except…
Wes’s Window on the long Queue
By wes There is a restaurant near me that I refuse to stand in line for. Every Friday night there’s a queue out the door. Twenty people waiting. Phones in hand. Looking hungry and slightly annoyed. My brain immediately decides it must be incredible. Then I drive past on a Tuesday. Empty. Same chefs. Same menu. Same…
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Wes’s Window on the promised Sunshine
by Wes I am standing in the pouring rain wearing my favourite Merry People gumboots, holding an umbrella over the photographer while he tries to photograph the front of the house. A little side note. I now own these boots in three colours because, well, Sydney is wet. There is something beautifully ridiculous about the…
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Wes’s window on the Off Days
By wes It’s 6 AM and I am standing under the squat rack negotiating with myself. Last week I lifted this weight without much drama. This morning it feels like someone secretly replaced the barbell with a small family hatchback overnight. There is a leg spasm, an eye roll and a very internal grunt because…
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Wes’s Window on Tiffany & Co
by wes There I was, standing in a queue just to get into a shop. A security guard stopped me at the door. “Do you have an appointment?” I took a deep breath. Two years ago, I was given a silver dog tag chain for my birthday. It’s one of those pieces of jewellery you…
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Wes’s Window on AI and creativity
by wes It is time to write one of these again. Lately there has been a very specific question coming my way. Usually whispered, sometimes joked about, occasionally asked outright. Are these blogs written by ChatGPT? I get it. The internet is currently one big trust exercise and everyone is side eyeing everything. Even your…
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Wes’s Window on the Holiday Haze
by wes Between the giant family catch-ups, the booze-fuelled lunches that somehow blur into dinner, the long beach days, and the general confusion over what day of the week it is, there’s one thing we often forget: this strange limbo between Christmas and New Year is prime time for real estate. Seriously. While you’re sprawled…
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Wes’s Window on Surfaces
By wes Every few months, like clockwork, I get overwhelmed by my stuff. In the immortal words of Edina Monsoon: “Surfaces, darling, surfaces! I don’t want things in places.” And honestly, same. A minimal, uncluttered home looks like absolute peace. Calm. Serenity. Something that would soothe my ADHD brain and maybe make me a better…
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Wes’s Window on Headlines and Housing
by wes Like every Australian, I open my eyes in the morning and immediately doom-scroll. News app. Socials. Something alarming I definitely didn’t ask for. I’m always mildly afraid of what happened overnight while we were asleep. Some policy pivot. Some tariff threat. Some announcement made at 3am our time that now apparently “changes everything”.…
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Wes’s Window on Rate cuts and the RBA
By Wes I remember the first time I felt the market shift under my feet. It was subtle — just a whisper of change in buyer urgency and a slightly warmer tone in seller negotiations. That kind of nuance is hard to spot unless you’re really paying attention. Today, with the RBA slicing the cash…
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Wes’s Window into Why Inner City Prices Could Heat Up This Winter — Even if the Weather Doesn’t
by wes You can almost feel it in the air — the kind of early winter chill that sends people reaching for coats, pulling out heaters, and, if they’ve been watching the market closely, leaning into the Inner City real estate scene. Now, I know winter isn’t traditionally the season we associate with big moves.…
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Wes’s Window on The Strange Blessing of Cheaper Debt
by Wes I’m no economist, but here are some thoughts. Interest rates keep slipping, like a sock on polished floorboards — graceful, a little unpredictable, and just risky enough to make you hesitate. It’s one of those macroeconomic shifts that feels good for a hot minute — like finding a $20 note in your jeans…
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Wes’s Wet Window
by Wes It’s been raining. A lot. The kind of wet where you step into a café and leave muddy footprints like a breadcrumb trail to your table. The kind where umbrellas are more about ritual than actual shelter. But even as we all trudge around Sydney’s inner city with damp cuffs and misty glasses,…
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Wes’s Window on the Tenancy Legislation
By Wes I’ve always said that buying or selling a property isn’t just a transaction. It’s a chapter in someone’s life story. And when that story includes tenants, it becomes a little more layered, a little more human. This is especially true now in New South Wales, where recent tenancy reforms have changed the rules…
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Wes’s Window on Real Estate “Porn”
by wes It usually starts as something innocent. You’re killing time in line at the post office, on a train headed nowhere special, or in bed with one eye open and sleep still clinging to your lashes. You swipe open Domain or realestate.com.au, just for a quick scroll. You’re not buying. You’re not even pretending…
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Wes’s Window on my Camel Coat
by wes Yesterday I finally got to wear my camel coat. I bought it right at the end of winter last year after agonising over it for far too long. Do I need another coat? No. Is it practical? Debatable. Does it make me look like I have my life together? Possibly. By the time…
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Wes’s Window on How the Market Is Going
by Wes I was at a barbecue on Saturday after a grueling day of Open Homes, balancing a paper plate like it owed me money, when someone asked it. “What’s the market doing?” Before I could answer, someone else chimed in.“No seriously… what’s the market doing?” Gym. Same question.Coffee. Same question.Scroll Instagram. Every second agent suddenly…
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Wes’s Window on Layering
By Wes I checked the weather last night before packing my gym bag and saw 20 degrees. To me that means temperamental weather. Maybe a hoodie. Maybe a light jersey. Something that says “prepared” and “mature adult making sensible choices”. Yet here I am at 11am sweating through my soul. Part of my nightly routine is…
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Wes’s Window on the Blank Page
by wes Blank page week two. I have opened this laptop every morning with the intention of writing something insightful about the property market and then immediately closed it again to watch dog videos or look at air fryers I absolutely do not need. Because the truth is every sentence I start typing sounds like one…
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Wes’s Window on 6000 Real Estate Agents
by wes I have a very toxic relationship with conferences. I arrive motivated, hydrated and ready to become the greatest version of myself. By lunch on day one I have decided I am going to become a better communicator, post 4 times a day on Instagram, make 500 calls a day, know every market stat…
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Wes’s Window on Planning
by wes I sat down this week to plan something truly unfamiliar. Not work. Not a campaign. Not a deadline. The holiday season. Immediately my brain short-circuited. How many bottles of wine do you need for six people? Is six people actually six people or is it secretly ten once partners, cousins and that one…
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Wes’s Window on Surfaces
By wes Every few months, like clockwork, I get overwhelmed by my stuff. In the immortal words of Edina Monsoon: “Surfaces, darling, surfaces! I don’t want things in places.” And honestly, same. A minimal, uncluttered home looks like absolute peace. Calm. Serenity. Something that would soothe my ADHD brain and maybe make me a better…
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Wes’s Window on the Blank Page
By wes I’ve been staring at this screen for twenty minutes and… nothing. Not a spark, not a sentence. Just me, the blinking cursor, and an internal monologue that sounds like dial-up internet. Some weeks I can’t stop the ideas. Other weeks like this one, it’s tumbleweeds. I didn’t want to fake it or turn…
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Wes’s window on Traffic
By wes Here I am in traffic on South Dowling, boxed in between brake lights and bus fumes, watching the next lane glide like it’s got VIP access. Every time I switch, my old lane takes off. Every time. The giant Jeep doesn’t help. It’s too easy to dart around, too tempting to believe I…
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Wes’s Window on Sun
by wes The sun and I had a great weekend together. The smell of sunscreen and watermelon is in the air, and honestly, summer is starting and I’m here for it. People are smiling in the streets again, that easy kind of happiness that only shows up when the days stretch long and everything feels…
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Wes’s Window on New Year New Me
by wes On the 1st of January I sat down with a pen, a coffee and wildly unrealistic expectations of myself. Drink more water.Gym 6 days a weekIdeal weightPerfectly balanced social lifeProbably learn a new language.Read a book a day.Be calm. Be organised. Be thin. Be enlightened. By that list, by mid-year I should be…
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Wes’s Window on Headlines and Housing
by wes Like every Australian, I open my eyes in the morning and immediately doom-scroll. News app. Socials. Something alarming I definitely didn’t ask for. I’m always mildly afraid of what happened overnight while we were asleep. Some policy pivot. Some tariff threat. Some announcement made at 3am our time that now apparently “changes everything”.…
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Wes’s window on Coffee
By wes Most mornings when I have free time I walk to St. Jude’s for a coffee or Wilsons when I am at the office. Nothing complicated, just a tall soy Cap. I don’t take my phone out much. I don’t rush. And I don’t take the same route every time. That’s sort of the…
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Wes’s Window on Rate cuts and the RBA
By Wes I remember the first time I felt the market shift under my feet. It was subtle — just a whisper of change in buyer urgency and a slightly warmer tone in seller negotiations. That kind of nuance is hard to spot unless you’re really paying attention. Today, with the RBA slicing the cash rate by…
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Wes’s Window into Why Inner City Prices Could Heat Up This Winter — Even if the Weather Doesn’t
by wes You can almost feel it in the air — the kind of early winter chill that sends people reaching for coats, pulling out heaters, and, if they’ve been watching the market closely, leaning into the Inner City real estate scene. Now, I know winter isn’t traditionally the season we associate with big moves. It’s the…
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Wes’s Window on the Holiday Haze
by wes Between the giant family catch-ups, the booze-fuelled lunches that somehow blur into dinner, the long beach days, and the general confusion over what day of the week it is, there’s one thing we often forget: this strange limbo between Christmas and New Year is prime time for real estate. Seriously. While you’re sprawled…
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Wes's Window on Life 