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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Benders to Beeches

A particularly magical part of the world this country Victoria.  A whole generation of cashed up hippie musicians and artists from Melbourne and flotillas of gorgeous and immaculate gay guys from the hospitality sector in Sydney have met half way (so to speak) and created a joyous outburst of fine dining and sweet living. God […]

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Pompoota

Our beloved sister Colleen and her lovely husband Graeme live in a little oasis, Pompoota, out Mannum way.  “Where” ?  We hear you cry.  “ Mannum,” we reply, and when you continue to stare blankly we helpfully add, “You know, out Murray Bridge way.”  “Ahhh”, you respond, and settle back comfortably in your chair, confident […]

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Adelaide…The “Rad”.

Adelaide, dear readers, the Queen of the South, the Athens of the Antipodes, the Paradise of Dissent. It was here that my ancestors toiled, span and weaved, punched and ducked, danced and drank, plowed and plunked, they squeezed accordions and strummed guitars, broke horses and ran bars, sat in Parliament and stood at sit-ins. Adelaide […]

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Outback Scenes

Its mind bending, life changing, immense, immeasurable and amazingly impressive. One small suggestion though, hire a car and give it several days. 2 nights on a Greyhound Bus is not only bum breaking and soul destroying and neither is it  the quickest route to matrimonial happiness, as the last photo on this post shows, in […]

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Up the Guts on a Greyhound

It’s 3 am in Tennant Creek, there are very pleasant feral guys talking about dogs and goats and bows and arrows.  It’s like a dream being back in Oz, mostly a very pleasant one.  But as every Australian knows the Northern Territory is like the past as observed by LP Hartley, they do things differently […]

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