Three and four bedroom villas on a lane that ends at a mango orchard, forty minutes from the last tarmac and six from the school.
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Forty-eight villas on a lane that ends at a mango orchard. One road in, so the only traffic is yours.
In the morning, the sun comes over the orchard and into the east bedrooms before the alarm does. The family have breakfast on the terrace, and the school run is six minutes, most of it past the park.
By afternoon the lane is quiet. The courtyard is in shade, the mango tree is doing its job, and the only sound is the one road in.
In the evening the lamps come on along the lane one by one. The windows go gold. Somebody is always on a terrace, and the sunset is the west wing's to keep.
Prices include the garden, the terrace and the mango tree. Nothing on the lane is sold twice.
We will meet you at the gate at ten, walk the lane, and open the show villa. Tea in the courtyard after.