Waverley Cemetery

Just next to Bronte on the cobalt blue Pacific coast lies the famous Waverley Cemetery, in which bone orchard lie many famous Strayans, among whom Victor Trumper and Henry Lawson.  A cricketer who played like a poet and a poet who drank like a Cossack.  Rolling green hills and the broiling sea hold them close […]

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Bondi to Bronte

We crossed deep seas and traversed mighty rivers, were washed up like brave Ulysses and found ourselves on Sydney’s oh so sacred soil, safe in the heaving bosom of our fellow arbourbridginis we allowed ourselves a little interpretative dance of Joy.  Seen below our humble representation of the history of the development of  Australian  industry, […]

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Kuta…the Curate’s Egg

Kuta, Perth’s northernmost suburb, has been a happy playground for Aussies this last half century gone. It started to go off full tilt about the time the Americans landed on the Moon.  Now the Jews have crashed onto the Moon and the Chinese are up to something inscrutable on the dark side and still the […]

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Cuter in Kuta

Ubud is good.  But Kuta is cuter.  Actually that’s complete nonsense, Ubud is heaps betterer.  Here’s some Ubud from a drunken perspective ( Did I mention I’m still alone ?)  Those funky dudes are Ibor ( rhymes with Igor but only if you say it with a Transylvanian accent), and Made, which rhymes with Sade, […]

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Indonesia

The islands of Indonesia were born after the marriage of the Moon to the Centre of the Earth. Their Mother Moon, (as women do) glows proudly over them, lovingly strokes their turquoise waters and coral reefs, draws their tides in and out, fills their nets and combs their sandy shores, dropping shells and sea horses […]

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