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Your questions answered … Pass-ins? All over the top end. Spinning wheels, little traction. Rhetoric? Up, action down. Agents and would-be advocates talking up Spring awakening. Our view? This is more than a holiday – think long-service leave. Direction? Top end leads, the rest follows. $5 million +? Dead end. Extinct. Only the desperate are selling. […]

The top end, as is its want, continues to march to a different drum. Or drums. Near-city? Asleep. Bayside? Occasional stirrings with fitful nightmares. So we go. Still quietly active behind the scenes but not much in public prospect in the near-city until the football is decided, the kids are back in school and the

A faint ringing sound came from beneath a pile of cobwebs that had lain undisturbed for as long as he could remember. A faintly familiar ringing sound. He rolled up the form guide he had been reading and, tentatively, pushed the mess aside. It was a telephone. He picked it up. “I want to sell

The Top End still has a heartbeat, it’s very faint but there are a few transactions taking place; although some at levels less than they were offered last year. Don’t knock it, it’s a kind of life. Life? We have a client who believes the whole real estate world is like life in a zoo

Strange thing about the top end market we’re seeing today. We’re not seeing it. It’s like a footy game with the crowd turning their backs to the field; looking to see what’s happening out of sight up in the stands. Yes, yes, yes. There are exceptions (see below). Enough of them, at least, to keep

… nothing. As we said last week: “Top End property wasn’t making the news last week, it won’t be this week and it won’t be next.” So little to report. We won’t waste your time. David Morrell  

Top End property wasn’t making the news last week, it won’t be this week and it won’t be next. With such a volatile and weird stockmarket, at least in public the top end has taken one serious dose of mogadon. Up here where the millions play, auctions are starting to look so very last century.

It was like the fathers’ room in a maternity hospital – pre-ultrasound. No-one quite sure what they were about to be presented with and shrouds of mystery and concern hovering over the entire process. Another bloodbath on the stock exchange. Would it lead to a vendors’ nightmare? Would we, as happened in GFC1, simply look the

Could this be the spring with no zing? For the first time since the 80s there are signs that this spring market … won’t. No market to be seen. Gone. Kaput. Especially at the top. When many in the media and even some agents are suggesting that the sky has fallen in, you know things

Art lovers, this is a week made for you. Much staring into space, looking for elusive meaning. Finding gems where others see only confusions of colour. Hot on the tail of Fred Williams, we took off for 2 Hyde Hill Road, Harkaway. in Williams, the aware mind is struck by its rural truth, right down