Surry Laneways
The sign leading to Cartmore Lane is very inviting. In the midst of the corporate green of the City of Sydney street signs, these days, it’s a refreshing reminder of … Read the rest “Surry Laneways”
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”.
The Hills Were Alive
I haven’t really enjoyed Surry Hills Festival over the last few years of years. My lack of engagement with the festival began when they moved the festival from Crown Street … Read the rest “The Hills Were Alive”
Monday Night
When you see a restaurant that’s packed out on a Monday night, it either means there’s a buzz about it, or it’s simply bloody good. Both could be said about … Read the rest “Monday Night”
Older n Last Time
When I saw the trailer online for Older n Last Time, I thought the film looked a bit silly, a bit amateurish. When I saw the movie today, I … Read the rest “Older n Last Time”
Do Nothing Sunday
Not much to report from Sunday except it’s still raining.
And I took a nice photograph of a street with a nice name… Hope Street in Darlinghurst.
Oh, and if … Read the rest “Do Nothing Sunday”
Lansdowne Street
I felt like a bit of photographic exploration today, though I didn’t feel like wandering too far from home. So I wandered over to Lansdowne Street, just off Crown Street, … Read the rest “Lansdowne Street”