Joining in with River and Elephant's Child for Sunday Selections. That is, photos that don't really fit anywhere else and are just kind of random. Well, that is my version of SS.
Palm trees for Gosia, at Station Pier.
Pretty bottles. The
I'll just park here, block a lane and a pedestrian crossing. No one will notice.
From Shorpy.com Early 1960s and it looks so modern.
Years ago I wrote a blog post when I replaced all my dry cleaner supplied wire coat hangers with white plastic coat hangers. The white plastic coat hangers have become yellowed with age and a few have broken. I have now replaced the old white plastic coat hangers with black plastic hangers. I don't think I learnt any lesson about plastic.
This Shorpy.com kitchen photo is from the 1950s. Almost more modern than the 1960s photo. I really like the radio.
We were with the 11 year old Little Jo for her birthday lunch at Sandbar, Middle Park. Sister decided she needed the lav after we left the cafe and crossed back over the road, while we drummed our feet. 'Tis a pretty nice palm tree, hey Gosia, and not a bad scene for the middle of winter. It was a cold but clear winter day.
Prime real estate at somewhere north of Melbourne, featuring a duplex public housing pair. The land is worth how much??? A lot. We desperately need more public housing.
Are we all excited about the new American Embassy in London? As we can see there are nicely hidden bollards along with a moat. What is the address of the drawbridge to get in and sort our visas and make our feelings about Trumpet quite clear to the ambassador?
Ah, gay vodka with the rainbow flag. The extra ingredient in gay vodka is ???
This idiot who thinks tram lines are a road had either travelled about 1/2 of a kilometre down a tram line or bounced over a raised guttering to get where it is.
I think I shall never see a thing as beautiful as a tree.
alt.spelling.com Never depend on your sat nav. It only took me a couple of years to notice the error on my twice daily work drive. But then I don't really look at the sat nav during my daily drive.
Look up into the sky. Is it a bird? Is it a plane. Is it ??? It was so exciting when I was a kid to see a plane flying overhead, let alone a helicopter. With glee we ran out under the path of the small plane dumping fertiliser on our paddocks, inhaling lots of fertiliser goodness to mix with DDT spray we also ran under, and the asbestos fibres as we played with as we broke up old pipe lagging and sheets of asbestos. Along with cars and homes filled with cigarette smoke, we siblings should all surely be dead by now.
Isn't this such a contrast to the misery of today's flying experience. I'd like to fly like this, but with a seat belt and a USB charging scoket.