Saturday, August 05, 2017

Stack on the Tulla

ABC Local Radio traffic reports have been outsourced to a private company. I assume the ABC pay this private company for the traffic reports. The traffic reports do not abruptly interrupt a presenter's programme and are at a set time. Goodness knows what it would cost our ABC to put helicopters in the sky to make their own traffic reports, so I have no problem with outsourcing the reports to an expert private company.

As a fifth generation WASP Australian, I do kind of understand Aussie language and I do mostly understand what the traffic reporter is saying, but at times his rapid fire delivery leaves me unable to keep up. Worse though is every time I hear a traffic report, it is full of slang and I wonder how a person who is not a first language English speaker could possibly understand what is being said.

I know what 'A stack on the Tulla', means. But does any non local? Yes, I have experienced 'Congestion at the South Gippy merge'.

I am not suggesting formality, just understandable English.

Translating the above, the first, 'A car crash on the Tullamarine Freeway' and the second, 'Congestion at the point where the South Gippsland Freeway merges with the Monash Freeway'.

Friday, August 04, 2017

Funny Friday

His delivery is excellent and I found him very funny. 3:11

Thursday, August 03, 2017

Irresistible

From The Age.

She hasn't denied she has approached a couple seeking an abortion at a fertility and abortion clinic. 13 children and she has time to harass women seeking an abortion! Most women are very troubled with conflicting thoughts when they seek an abortion. They don't need people like her around to cause them further stress. I don't know about her, but most of the anti abortion protesters at the said clinic are religious nutters.

Kathleen Clubb​, a mother of 13, is believed to be the first person charged under new safe-zone laws that prohibit protests within 150 metres of abortion clinics.

Little Jo Visits Pt 1

Bone Doctor had a two day weekend conference in the city and so Sister and Little Jo arrived at our place late Saturday afternoon. I wasn't doing very much and so I went and picked them up from Southern Cross Station. I dropped Sister at their tax deductible hotel where she and Bone Doctor were staying. That evening they had a meal in town and saw the play Noises Off with a very cheap last minute ticket.

Little Jo stayed with us and at her request we ordered pizzas to be delivered. It was 10pm before she went to bed and so did not wake until about 7.30, late for her.

It was a busy weekend in Melbourne with Open House 2017 and a fun run Sunday morning. We decided Little Jo should come to an Open House event with us and we chose the synagogue opposite The Highrise, and visible in this photo, and in my blog header photo.


R has been there before, two or three years ago, during Open House but it was his suggestion for a return visit. Not all other males did, but we covered our heads with the supplied fabric piece. We were just in time to join a conducted tour where a number of things about the synagogue were pointed out to us. The guide was very good and a nice lady. As most of the visitors weren't Jewish, it was quite dumbed down and easy to follow. I had to whisper a few things to Little Jo, such as explaining a rabbi's role and what a torah is.


The hanging lamp is not allowed to go out and we were told it came from a synagogue in Florence.


This is Tasmanian Blackwood, a beautiful timber.



After admiring the 1300 seat space, used mainly on ceremonial occasions, we were taken outside and under the main area is a smaller one for every day worship. I have forgotten the correct name now but the altar and other fittings came from the smaller Bourke Street synagogue, now housing legal offices, when this synagogue opened in about 1927. Note another lamp that is not allowed to go out.


From the outside we see these stained glass panels lit but all we see is white light shining on windows. They are remarkable. Each has its own story. These ones are in the smaller part of the synagogue.




I can only liken this space to a supper room at 1960s supper dance.




Lads and lass,  you can go upstairs to women's gallery and have a look around. We did and it was wonderous. My photos do not do it justice at all.






Little Jo seemed to enjoy herself well enough and of course learnt a little.


We then caught the tram to town and lunched on popcorn chicken and chips at Riverland. It was very busy, partly from fun run competitors.  OMG, we can now have Canadian poutine in Australia. R likes poutine and I find it disgusting.


I don't know this older boat at all. Other Yarra river cruise boats were moored at Federation Wharf, and the spruikers active. 


Tuesday, August 01, 2017

Spammed

Sorry folks. I am being badly spammed in comments, so for a short time I will individually approve your comments before they are published. I don't like doing this but deleting the spam is taking so long. Hopefully it won't be for long.

Tuesdays Transformations

This is the last of Tuesday Transformations and I think I saved some superior ones for last.


Just brilliant, Brives Charensak, France by Patrick Commecy.



While this would not do at all for the houses of Mykonos or Santorini where white and blue are the only colours allowed, citizens of Palmitas, Mexico, have a different view. By German Crew.



Clearly the angle is different, but this one is pretty good. Note the scaffolding at the side. Maybe another wall is receiving treatment. The building is called Full Moon Hostel, a youth hostel I guess. It makes me think of the Full Moon parties in Thailand. Quite appropriate then. Bristol, England, by Paul Green.


Monday, July 31, 2017

Sikh v. Christian

I just love this story. A Sikh man wants his son to go to a Christian school because if offers a good education. The Christian school will happily accept the Sikh lad, as long as he does not wear his child turban to school. I did not vomit, as the term Christian values was not used. But I am highly amused by this cultural and or religious clash.

http://www.abc.net.au/news/2017-07-24/sikh-family-challenge-christian-schools-turban-ban/8737716

I can't help but think when I look at what tax I pay, that some of it is going to towards subsidising these nonsense religious schools, Moslem, Jewish, Christians, and maybe there are Hindu, Sikh and Buddhist schools there too.

Every Australian child should get a good education, funded by society, that is taxpayers. No taxpayer should have to pay for crank religious education, but we do!

I think that might make me a bigot. So be it. No, I just googled bigot definitions and I am not a bigot. I just don't want my taxes going towards supernatural beliefs.  Children will learn plenty about religion in history, geography, media studies, law, human rights and economics. Yes, rather a lot in economics.

Sunday, July 30, 2017

Sunday Selections

Joining with River and others to share odd photos that have not been published.
To Station Pier for coffee and cake, pronto.


I've photographed this lighthouse a few times but this is the best shot yet.


How could I have never turned around and noticed another, inland and between highrise apartment blocks. Clearly they need to be lined up when navigating. It has been electronicalised, with a blue flashing light.


The Spirit of Tasmania is being readied for its daily overnight trip to Tasmania.


On the way into town an impromptu promotional operatic performance began on the tram.



Someone has noticed Camera Face snapping. Why worry about me with a camera when others were taking photos with their phones. Are phone photos less invasive?


It was great fun and they received a good round of applause. A pity that they were on such a crowded tram and unluckily had one of the roughest tram drivers ever.  Like true troupers, the show went on.


Err, dunno about this sculpture in Fitzroy Street, St Kilda. It could look like........never mind.


Fake is the word of the year.


It was the former State Savings Bank of Victoria and then a bar called The Saint, now St Hotel.



The newspaper marker is back where I often have coffee.




A nice winter display outside Melbourne Town Hall.


This is not quite fully baked yet.