Vini at Surry Hills
“You know I’m going to bring my good camera and take lots of photographs?”, I said to a friend over a few drinks late this afternoon. Often described as one … Read the rest “Vini at 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”.
“You know I’m going to bring my good camera and take lots of photographs?”, I said to a friend over a few drinks late this afternoon. Often described as one … Read the rest “Vini at Surry Hills”
Kookaburra Sits On My Balcony
Merry Merry King of Surry Hills Is He
Laugh Kookaburra, Laugh Kookaburra
Gay, your life must be.
Well, this is Surry Hills.
Seriously though, what … Read the rest “Kookaburra Sits On My Balcony”
Another day, another post about something in Surry Hills closing down.
I was genuinely sad the other night when, walking along Crown Street, Surry Hills (the end near Cleveland Street), … Read the rest “Menswear”
“You know what’s wrong with the media?”, I said to my friend (and fellow media worker) when we met for dinner last night. “They’ve got no idea. I just went … Read the rest “Friday Night”
About fifteen years ago I remember accruing a significant fine at my local video shop for failing to return my videos on time. As I recall, that particular video shop … Read the rest “End Of The Video Shop”