Once upon a time...

In a land far far away, there lived a mischievous little pixie called Andrew.

Andrew loved to spend all day making people laugh, and eating lots of food, even though he was not really supposed to!

He lived by the seaside in an old tumble down cottage which had lovely views out to the harbour.

It was old and ugly and needed lots of work doing to it, but Andrew was happy there.

One day the  little pixie was playing in his garden when he met a wicked witch. She booed and hissed and cursed the poor little pixie on the spot.

As time went by he got sicker and sicker and found that he could not carry on living in the old drafty house anymore. So he put the little cottage up for sale with the help of the lovely fairies at Old Mother Harcourts.

With a big flash bang wallop, and following an extensive marketing campaign with lots of open homes, advertorials in the NZ Herald and the North Shore Times, the cottage was sold!
Pixie Andrew then moved to a lovely new shiny castle near the sea. Here he was able to concentrate on getting better whilst he was still cursed by the wicked witch. He liked his castle very much. It was big and new and had a very pretty view. It had lots of rooms and was next to a pretty wood, where he could talk with the birds and animals.

He went to see the good wizard who arranged for some medicine for him . Eventually the little pixie felt much better and soon decided that the castle was too big and too shiny for him.
Boo hoo cried Andrew, for he really missed his water views. It was time to move to a different wood, where he could practise renovating and decorating, and making a new nest.

So he spoke to Mr Barfoot and Mr Thompson who agreed to help him move to his new house with a river view, development potential and realistic capital gain.
And so they too began a strategic marketing campaign with plenty of open homes and internet advertising:

http://www.barfoot.co.nz/479082
Andrew was very happy and excited, soon he would be living in a new home.
Then the good witch Glenda appeared and said "There's no place like home! A home is not just bricks and wood, but happy memories and a loving supporting family, no matter where you live. And can I have my ruby slippers back?"
She then disappeared with a poof! , and Andrew and all his friends lived happily ever after.

THE END