45 r.p.m. r.i.p
After months and months of decline, our local record store in Surry Hills is no more. As I walked through the mall today I looked with surprise at the empty … Read the rest “45 r.p.m. r.i.p”
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”.
Summer in Sydney
Forresters is definitely one of my favourite pubs in Sydney.
It’s located on Riley Street for a start which is such a lovely, tree-lined street. Thankfully it’s also a street … Read the rest “Summer in Sydney”
Little Young Street
This afternoon, I ran into Neil aka Ninglun near the bus stop on Cleveland Street. He’s a blogger who lives not far from me who also likes to take photographs … Read the rest “Little Young Street”
Surry Hills Churches
“If you’re overseas and you can’t find a Catholic Church, it’s okay to go to an Orthodox Church”, my Scripture Teacher told me at the age of eight (or thereabouts). … Read the rest “Surry Hills Churches”
George Street
When I woke this morning and saw the weird red glow outside my window I actually panicked a bit. I’d gone to bed last night expecting some winds and some … Read the rest “George Street”
Walk On The Wild Side
I spent most of the afternoon on a walking tour called, “Slurry Hills and Razorhurst”, presented by Mark Dunn President of the History Council and organised by 702 ABC Sydney. … Read the rest “Walk On The Wild Side”