Back Streets of Surry
“This is what I love about living in Surry Hills”, I told my friend Graeme as we walked down one of the many undiscovered back lane-ways of “my hood”.
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”.
“This is what I love about living in Surry Hills”, I told my friend Graeme as we walked down one of the many undiscovered back lane-ways of “my hood”.
“Forty-three is one of those kinds of ‘nothing’ ages”, I told Damien over dinner the other night. 18, 21, 30, 40, 65 etc are all momentous birthdays in many ways. … Read the rest “Forty Three”
There’s more to Belvoir Street than the famous theatre.
The street also has a church, a housing estate, some 80-style apartments, some workers cottages, and some traditional eastern suburbs terraces. … Read the rest “Belvoir Street”
Parkham Street, Surry Hills is a topical little street if ever there was one. I received a tip-off yesterday the City of Sydney were being asked/told by the State Government … Read the rest “Parkham Street”
On the surface there’s nothing particularly spectacular about the Wilton Street, Surry Hills. It’s a pretty ordinary little street linking Belvoir Street and Cleveland Street. But when you look a … Read the rest “Wilton Street”
There’s trouble brewing for Clover Moore over a series of trees in Bourke Street, Surry Hills. As I wandered off to meet my friend Colin for brunch this morning, I … Read the rest “Bourke Street Trees”