HERE’S ONE!

Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 191, 2 November 1927, Page 7

HERE’S ONE!

THE IDEAL HOME. ACCORDING TO ADVERTISEMENTS If we would believe and do all the advertisement writers tell us to, there wouldn’t be any more excuses left for leaving home. In fact the old sentiment, “There’s no place like home,” would sound a double truth. For in-, stance:— It is a private residence and gentlemen’s estate and built of certified timber and native kauri, the aristocrat of woods bought direct from the mills, and coloured roughcast, hollow tile, concrete for permanence, sheet steel for every purpose, the inherent charm of stone, and brick that is cheaper in the long run, and it is covered with everlasting shingles, lined with cork insulation, appointed with correct hardware, painted with imperishable colours, heated with an absolutely silent oil furnace and radiators from a world institute of heating that blankets the nation. __ It has artistic interiors made so with lacquer, beautiful ceilings, screens that last, a modern breakfast nook inspired by old-world craftsmanship, the secret of lovely oak floors, the last word in living-room style that turns into a bedroom at night, the recognised leader of all coal windows, the utmost in sanitary engineering, instant hot water from plumbing fixtures with finest quality of brass pipes that contain more copper, and bathroom luxury priced low enough for the most modest cottage, and is desirably located in a fast-growing community with rising values and filled with period furmtuic, genuine linoleum, and music from radios, phonographs, and grand pianos used by the immortals and bought on time-payment with a small initial payment or what have you?