If Jayne was around, she would know these very well as they adorn the platform of Oakleigh Railway Station. They aren't exactly murals but contructions attached to the wall. Lads carrying boomboxes. How cute, and I remember the time well.
Skater fashion hasn't really changed a lot.
There are works on the other platform too.
Oh lookee, here comes an N Class diesel electric locomotive towing nothing, not a suburban electric train.
And there she goes.Umm, where am I now? Clearly not Oakleigh. It must be the new station at Carnegie, with many stairs and no lifts as yet. I took some lunch and called into our travel agent to tell her our Late Friend is dead and no more profits were to come to her from him. She had wondered as from his hospital bed in February, he had arranged a sponsorship deal between her travel company and Golden Days Radio, and then not heard back from him. Second baby happened yet, I asked our travel agent? No. Lovely to see her and have a chat and her about five year old son Hudson who is doing well. Just having local holidays, I lied to her. I did not tell we have are going to South Africa on a tour and booked it ourselves, along with the airfares. We will use her services next year when we plan to tour England, rather depending on how we cope with this year's overseas holiday.