It’s a scorching hot Saturday here (40 °C) but the real estate market seems to have gone off the boil. I’ve had a hard time finding just the right listings. I guess that’s why I call this stalking leftovers. I’m fussy and I have a headache from all the helicopters buzzing this part of the world. It’s G20 in my part of the world. Even Barack Obama flew past my house early this morning in Marine One but I digress. Stalking. That’s right. Not quite right, bad photos, I need more photos please, house is amazing furniture is deplorable or no furniture at all! Can’t quite put my finger on it listings with something that has me nodding “yes”. This week it’s about a derelict stables with racing driver graffiti that has my head spinning with possibilities, a house in the country, a renovation with so many levels I’m a bit concerned and… you guessed it… my usual assortment of terrace houses. All .