The residents of a street in Sydney’s Camperdown are proof that the city can still offer that small town vibe, where neighbours rely on each other for much more than a cup of sugar. Eight years ago, Tess and Heath were the first of this gang to move into the street, getting buddy-buddy with their landlord Barry so they could recommend potential tenants whenever another house became available. The result is a community of various housemate combinations, ages, professions and dogs, with a common interest of creating not just a home, but a neighbourhood.
NUMBER 53 // CASSIE STEEL WRITER
Tess never thought I would agree to being next-door neighbours. Although the potential intensity of two good friends living side by side did cross my mind, my partner Majid and I really needed to get out of the tiny studio apartment we were living in. Tess convinced Barry that we were the perfect fit for the street, and after a quick look at the house, Majid and I only had a 10-minute deliberation in the park, while Barry waited across the road, to decide if we wanted to call it our new home. Luckily we agreed, and fell in love with the place, so much so that we’re going to get married here in
