Random Acts
“Do you know her?”, the bloke behind the counter at Coffee Trails asked me this morning. “No idea”, I told him. Coffee Trails, by the way, is where I grab … Read the rest “Random Acts”
Surry Hills
With the exception of four years in Brisbane, I spent the first thirty years of my life in the country: Lismore, Bourke, Renmark and Wagga. When my career brought me to Sydney, I was really excited.
As I knew I didn’t want to live too far from work, I drew a “walking circle” (old style protractor) around Ultimo, that reached out to Glebe and Pyrmont, but I quickly settled on an apartment in Surry Hills. And even though I’m a country boy at heart, Surry Hills has pretty much become “home”.
If I had a boyfriend
If I had a boyfriend, I would have come home tonight, opened the door at about 8.20 and would have at first, complained about the cold.
And then, as we … Read the rest “If I had a boyfriend”
Night Out in Surry Hills
“Shall we have another glass of wine?”, said one of my friends, to which they other replied, “Did you say ‘bottle’?”
Look, in the grand scheme of things, when you … Read the rest “Night Out in Surry Hills”
No More Variety
The transformation of “our end” of Crown Street continues with the imminent closure of another long-term local business.
For as long as I’ve been living in Surry Hills, I’ve been … Read the rest “No More Variety”
Out To Lunch
Despite the temptation to stay inside the entire wearing track pants, I still managed to make it out of the house today.
It’s been one of those awful cold, wet … Read the rest “Out To Lunch”
Ridge Place and Ridge Lane
“Hi, how’s it going?”, a bloke shouted to me in a friendly manner from a backyard BBQ in Ridge Lane. As I walked a few metres on, he asked if … Read the rest “Ridge Place and Ridge Lane”