
Surry Hills Laneway
One of the great axioms I follow while travelling, but never nearly as much at home is : take the path less travelled. When I’m travelling, I’ll often change my … Read the rest “Surry Hills Laneway”
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”.

One of the great axioms I follow while travelling, but never nearly as much at home is : take the path less travelled. When I’m travelling, I’ll often change my … Read the rest “Surry Hills Laneway”

As if we don’t already have enough construction underway in the neighbourhood (eventually it will be awesome, but for right now, the light rail is a pain in the arse) … Read the rest “Surry Hills on a Sunday Afternoon”

“I’ve never ever heard it called that either”, a couple of friends agreed with me a few months ago. We were referring to the newspaper description of the Surry Hills … Read the rest “The Murder Mall”

It was near impossible to get a taxi in Kings Cross on Friday night. “You see what happens when they introduce lock up laws, and try to gentrify the place?”, … Read the rest “Food, Glorious Food”

As I begin to reflect back on 2017, one of the most fantastic things I’ve been involved in this year has been a story-telling project called Surry Hills & Valleys. … Read the rest “Surry Hills Stories”

You know how ugly those hoardings on construction works can be? Chip-board. “Do not enter” signs. That kind of thing? The other week I noticed there’s a new approach that’s … Read the rest “Lost Animals”