BAD is in Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island.
I had to visit the big blue office supply shed in Kingsway, so I took a walk.
This is an old photo of the Boer War Memorial, often now referred to as the South African War Memorial. It has been dismantled and restored while construction of Melbourne's Metro Tunnel occupies the site.
Side view of the First Church of Christ, Scientist on the corner of St Kilda Road and Dorcas Street. Construction was completed in 1922, being much delayed by war. One notable feature is that within the three storeys, including the basement, is what is believed to be Melbourne's only working timber lined hydraulic lift dating from the building's construction. Many buildings of the period had water powered lifts, with the water at pressure pumped around the city to power them.
In memory of South Melbourne Tram Depot, which was moved from here to Montague in 1997 and high rise apartments now occupy the large site.
On the other side of street, what do we have here? A footballer.
I see, it is home to the Murdoch owned Fox Sports. I can't see a low rise building staying here for much longer.
Could a concrete seat be comfortable? I think not.
Council rubbish collection, I suppose. What a wasteful society we have become.
Looking up Wells Street towards the city.
Different spelling to yours, I think River.
I somehow don't think it is where you buy your Pandora jewellery. Perhaps it is a head office.
A soccer ball on the roof the Caltex service station? Ah, it was the time of the world cup.
The BP service station closed. We immediately thought highrise, but no. From the ashes a smart new BP service station has been built. It wasn't open when I took the photo, but is now.
Preservation of the old can become ludicrous at times.
From Google Maps, The Palmerston Hotel, once winner of the best parmigiana in Melbourne. It was our local pub and was a short staggering distance away. When R's sister and her friend visited and stayed with us, they went there one night on their own and came home with an umpteen number of phone numbers of men who were out on the make.
Satellite image. What was a carpark was turned into out beer garden. You can see the large black umbrellas.
Hey Ma, they stole our pub. Where shall we dine now when the Highrise Chef is sick of thinking of what to cook for dinner?
The hotel was opened in 1876 and the licencensee was Margaret St Lawrence from the suburb of Prahran. In the 1950s it was run by the formidable Ma Munro. I have seen her photo on the wall of the pub. It was firmly a supporter of the South Melbourne Football Club, now Sydney Swans, with the walls adorned with old photos of South Melbourne football players.
A family investor company bought the hotel in the 1980s. The closure of the Melbourne and Metropolitan Board of Works Depot, the South Melbourne Tram Depot, BP House and the reduction in personal at Victoria Army Barracks saw a reduction in trade. The hotel had a public bar adjacent to the dining area. Over time we learnt to not sit near the lavatory door, or where there were loose floorboards, where you would be bumped as staff passed by. The public bar was always full of tradies, tradesmen. The dining area was so polyglot, if that is the word. There was a mix of local people who, like the Chef at the The Highrise, wanted a night off from duty, with local office workers from every corner of the globe socialised with their Anglo Aussie work mates. We got to know Shazza, Sharon, the older staff person there. She was a local person. In his volunteer job, R used to take her mother out to appointments.
I really need to remember that we have lived in The Highrise for 16 years, and of course things change.