As I looked down Alfred Street at Milson's Point (Sydney) yesterday, I quickly remembered how good the view of the Sydney Opera House and Sydney Harbour Bridge is from Kirribilli. As I live on the southern side of the harbour in Sydney, it's not something I often think about. For me, it's always about the … Continue reading Sunday Sunrise
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"It seems to me you're a bit of an early riser?", a colleague said to me the other day. She's been living in the US and UK for over a decade and has recently taken up a new role. Both of us will often write emails first thing in the morning, though we often don't … Continue reading Early Riser
"Some people told me this is a good place to take photographs", the young woman said to me with a smile. We were the only two people at the top of the circular tower at the Overseas Passenger Terminal. She was a twenty-something woman visiting from Japan, and she had her heart set on taking … Continue reading Sydney Sunrise
The first funeral for a former Prime Minister I remember, was the funeral of Sir Robert Menzies. It was many years since he had been the Prime Minister, and I was only a young child. Since then, in adulthood, I've remembered the deaths of Malcolm Fraser and Gough Whitlam. I'm sure there have been others … Continue reading He was not “Saint Bob”
I woke early this morning, and set out with determination to the Opera House, hoping for a beautiful sunrise. Though the moment didn't last long (only a few minutes), I wasn't disappointed in any way, shape or form, with the spectacular colours in the sky. Sunrise over Sydney, as viewed from the Sydney Opera House. … Continue reading Sunrise in Sydney
"This is better than Vivid", I said to my friend, visiting from Canberra, as we walked around the Lunar New Year Lantern Display around Sydney's Circular Quay. "Every year", I told her, "it rains at Vivid", the festival of light held in Sydney. And even though it was awfully sticky tonight - we're waking most … Continue reading Lunar New Year
Today, my friend Kate and I spent quite a few hours at Dance Rites, a celebration of First Nations culture at the Sydney Opera House. Though we didn't stay around for tonight's performances (we're not as young as we used to be), we were there for the massive opening "contemporary corroboree" as Rhoda Roberts called … Continue reading Dance Rites at Sydney Opera House