Tom Jones: the Green, Green Grass of Home

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Tom Jones and Miriam Guttman-Jones once thought of their four-bedroom North Bondi home as a full house.
With two children occupying a room each, often accompanied by a horde of friends, the house was full of energy.
Now the children, who are well into their 20s, have moved out.
But, in line with a recent study from the Australian Housing and Urban Research Institute, Mr Jones and Cr Guttman-Jones, of Waverley Council, have not considered following suit.
''I actually love this house,'' Cr Guttman-Jones said. ''I don't think it's too big and it's all on one level, which makes a difference.''
The report, titled Downsizing Amongst Older Australians, found that only 9 per cent of people aged over 50 have opted to move to a smaller home.
Study author Bruce Judd, director of the Australian School of Architecture at the University of NSW, said the idea of older people having too much space and nothing to do with it was a myth.
''Some people actually said they needed more room after retirement because they spend more time in the house,'' he said.
Professor Judd said calculating how much of a house was used by counting people and bedrooms was a ''reductive mathematical model'', which did not account for people using spare rooms for activities other than sleeping.
He listed home offices, gyms, hobby rooms and guest rooms as common uses, a theory reflected in the home of Mr Jones and Cr Guttman-Jones. One spare room remains filled with their daughter's possessions, another is set up as a study and Cr Guttman-Jones has plans for the third.
''I'm going to get it painted, I'm going to buy a double bed and turn it into a nice guest room,'' she said.
The study also showed that, of those who downsize, lifestyle and maintenance are the two most common motivators. The two go hand-in-hand, Professor Judd said.
''If you get rid of maintenance, it improves the lifestyle,'' he said.
Kate Byrne, who downsized to a two-bedroom apartment in Narrabeen after her husband died, agreed.
''Here I was in this big house that needed a lot of maintenance, a swimming pool, a long driveway, lawns to mow,'' she said. ''I've got time to myself now. On the weekends, I used to be a slave to the house.''
Relatively few downsizers listed finances as their reason for moving.
''Often the downsizing is not about saving money; it's about improving quality of life,'' he said.
Policy forums have suggested that the glacial pace of downsizing could be quickened by the removal of barriers, Professor Judd said.
He listed age-friendly planning in town centres, mandating accessible housing design, fee and stamp duty exemptions and improved information guides as policies that could make downsizing easier.

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Martyn Yeomans remembers...

Marty has a new pic, and...



"I retired in the middle of 2012 from my last 'real' job and now do two days a week book-keeping at Matthias Media for my 'golf money'. I sold my aeroplane about four years ago and now concentrate on my golf game - I get in 2 or 3 games a week. My first grandchild (Tommy) was born to my oldest daughter on April 23rd. Put me down for the re-onion!"

On looking through our website, Martyn was reminded of this song by Harry Chapin:

Remember when the music
Came from wooden boxes strung with silver wire
And as we sang the words, it would set our minds on fire,
For we believed in things, and so we'd sing.

Remember when the music
Brought us all together to stand inside the rain
And as we'd join our hands, we'd meet in the refrain,
For we had dreams to live, we had hopes to give.

Remember when the music
Was the best of what we dreamed of for our children's time
And as we sang we worked, for time was just a line,
It was a gift we saved, a gift the future gave.

Remember when the music
Was a rock that we could cling to so we'd not despair,
And as we sang we knew we'd hear an echo fill the air
We'd be smiling then, we would smile again.

Oh all the times I've listened, and all the times I've heard
All the melodies I'm missing, and all the magic words,
And all those potent voices, and the choices we had then,
How I'd love to find we had that kind of choice again.

Remember when the music
Was a glow on the horizon of every newborn day
And as we sang, the sun came up to chase the dark away,
And life was good, for we knew we could.

Remember when the music
Brought the night across the valley as the day went down
And as we'd hum the melody, we'd be safe inside the sound,
And so we'd sleep, we had dreams to keep.

And I feel that something's coming, and it's not just in the wind.
It's more than just tomorrow, it's more than where we've been,
It offers me a promise, it's telling me "Begin",
I know we're needing something worth believing in.

Remember when the music
Came from wooden boxes strung with silver wire
And as we sang the words, it would set our minds on fire,
For we believed in things, and so we'd sing. 

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