Our story is a common one. In part. We were a couple of 30-somethings in the advertising world having an office fling. And that’s when it all went sideways.

What changed? We fell in love. Started talking about kids. Got engaged. Got chosen for a reality show for engaged couples. Got married. Had said kids. Bought, renovated a few houses along the way.

Then this thing called Covid came along. By then, we, Tracy and Jimmy, had enough of the advertising world. And so began our migration out of the city. We went north. We looked west and south. And then decided on east.

One day, about 30,000 kilometres later, we drove through Warkworth. And like our office romance, we fell in love all over again. For better or worse, sensing a pattern yet, we found an incredibly cute home – unlike any we’d ever lived in – and set down roots.

So about a year later, when the opportunity presented itself, we jumped right in. As we do. And now we’re calling ourselves chefs, baristas, dishwashers, and a few other names we won’t, or can’t mention here.

But, and there’s always a but, all we can say is we’re incredibly excited about where we ended up — as well as being a part of this amazing community, we now call home.