Flash Car on Crown Street
The flash car outside the pizza shop was attracting a lot of attention tonight.
While I was inside waiting for my Chicken Calzone, there was a steady stream of people … Read the rest “Flash Car on Crown Street”
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”.
Surry State of Affairs
“It’s my last day”, the bloke behind the counter said to me. “What?”, I asked half in disbelief, and half because he has quite a thick accent. The owner of … Read the rest “Surry State of Affairs”
Small Bar Friday
“I say they’re just not looking hard enough” was the phrase used by Laura in response to the sometimes-held belief that Sydney doesn’t have enough interesting bars.
I’d invited her … Read the rest “Small Bar Friday”
Jackson on Crown
Someone has erected a “shrine” to Michael Jackson on Crown Street, Surry Hills. I noticed it this afternoon after enjoying a bowl of my favourite soup – pea and ham – … Read the rest “Jackson on Crown”
Discarded Wardrobe
As I walked to work this morning I snapped these shots of a wardrobe which has been literring the back laneway.
I can understand why it hasn’t been taken away … Read the rest “Discarded Wardrobe”
So Cold
Another day, another discarded item.
Yesterday I mentioned the terrific sound system I found in the back laneway. Today, it’s a lovely sloppy-joe I bought at the Salvation Army store … Read the rest “So Cold”