There is something in the Australian psyche, a primordial urge to own the quarter acre block with house or the ultimate dream… to own a pub. Yes, yes there is that crusty old joke about the perfect girlfriend and her father who owns a pub but given half a chance to daydream huge chunks of the Australian population would own up to harbouring a fantasy that involves a country pub and retiring to be “mine host”. Here is the next best thing. An old pub converted to gallery, shops, restaurant and apartment above in the beautiful spa town of Daylesford, Victoria. I’m packing my bags. I’m off to live my fantasy. Pub owner without the pub. Just have to find the cash to front up for this fantasy. Real estate stalking with a glass of wine in my hand can be dangerous for the wallet. Link while it lasts.