This photo of a boy at Shorpy.com appealed to me. He looks so tough, defiant and resilient. I wonder what kind of life he went on to lead. He would now be quite old if he is still living.
Does the guitar
fplucking hippie look excite me? Oh yes, big time.
Dearest child, back in the olden days when international tourists visited Australia, this curious free tourist bus would pull up in Bay Street, Port Melbourne and there would be a good number of people boarding. It was free for passengers, but the driver worked for tips, just like many walking tourist guides in our city. I don't like it. It is so un-Australian. People who work should be paid a proper wage. I've always thought our friend in London Marie, should charge for her street walking services.
While the new truncated bus route timetables for the 603 and 604 at Prahran Market are shown, for some reason the old and now completely redundant and irrelevant 220 timetable was left there. "Putting up new timetables is my job. Taking down old timetables is not my job. I don't get paid to do that." Or it could be that the person putting up the timetables knows nothing about public transport and doesn't even know the 220 is history.
For a long time I have wanted to visit Fat Albert Cafe in Kerford Road, Albert Park. We did last week. I liked this poster on the wall and the coffee was good.
It was a bit chilly but there was a vacant bench outside to sit while we savoured our coffee. Dogs are catered for very well.
Spotted during an ISO walk. A strange sight in early June.
I wandered lonely as a cloud all alone in Prahran after a medical appointment. I sat next to these gently waving rushes and ate my salad roll as I reflected on the state of the world, and glanced up at any man under 40 walking past.
Shamelessly stolen from Jackie in Toronto who probably shamelessly stole if from someone else. Not being able to make travel plans is R's biggest COVID lament.
C'mon, it's just an experiment. Only the last child was harmed as the force built.
Auditioning for a US movie. May the most trainable black cat win and we all know how trainable cats are.
This actually offends me more than the last photo.
I've thought about this slogan really hard, for at least twenty seconds, and while I don't really get it aside from the obvious, I am sure it is super clever.