Fate of Vancouver’s laneway homes hangs in the balance


When we signed the contract with a local company to design and build a laneway house in the yard behind our 1909 Edwardian, so that my husband’s daughter and her husband could have a place to live in Vancouver that wouldn’t bankrupt them or us, they had one child.

By the time Ariel and Brad moved in last October, there were three children.

It was almost five years to the day after I wrote the first $10,000 cheque. Four-plus years of going through city hall hoops and hurdles, sliding down the snake and going back up the ladder, and then eight months of construction. And now the former toddler was in Grade 2, heading off to school with a backpack.

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