Strolling neighbours greet you in passing, on their way to dine and gossip at one of the rustic eateries clustered on the square, where a lively Saturday market peddles local olives and wines from the surrounding vineyards. Their house, in which they live with their sons, seven-year-old Luke and baby Guy, and three rollicking Labradors, appears every inch the bucolic dream, and borders an open stretch of sheep-flecked land frequented by a herd of springbok. When the Manleys first saw the funny old house, caught somewhere between the fifties and seventies, Lise thought it was the ugliest thing imaginable. But the price was attractive enough to allow her egged on by Ian to see beyond appearances; that, and the 2 square-metre property on which it stood. From the outset the couple knew exactly what they wanted to achieve: a simple matter of opening up the house to create a large central living space extending to a courtyard. After discussions with a local builder and draughtswoman, plans were drawn up that included expanding the house to create a pronounced U-shape around the proposed outdoor living area — the bedrooms on one side, and a family room, guest bathroom and a scullery on the other. The couple soon understood that this would be more a demolition than a straightforward renovation. For starters, set on a slope, the front of the house had to be rebuilt entirely to bring the two halves into balance.
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