I saw a recent flurry of age bashing in newspapers. Selfish baby boomers are refusing to leave their own houses, houses that they are “rattling around in”, houses with back yards. We are supposed to pack ourselves away into little closets somewhere out of sight so that “families” can have our houses instead. Think of the children!
Not happening. I love my backyard. I can make a mess there, watch birds, play with plants. Not giving it up until I have to.
The Australian love of big suburban houses is honestly come by. Here’s a quote from Town life in Australia by Richard Ernest Nowell Twopeny, published in 1883:
“The colonist is very fond of living in his own house and on his own bit of ground.
Terraces and attached houses are universally disliked, and almost every class of suburban house is detached and stands in its own garden.”
One hundred and thirty years on, our cultural preferences haven’t changed. We still love our backyards. And our cars. You want people to change how they live, make the case, don’t use manipulative shaming techniques.