Absence makes the heart go yonder.
Oh hang on…. What’s this in my email? Is it… is it…. Oh my! How do you pronounce that? Cow – loohn? Oh! Where is that…
Farewell to the Royal Children’s Hospital, and 2014
This photo shows most of the older buildings that made up the RCH campus. The main hospital is to the right. This year I’ve made some fairly dramatic moves in my life. Along with moving back interstate to my former home town of Melbourne, I also quit working at the Royal Children’s Hospital in Brisbane where I…
Sherry Miss-Cast Every Juan!
Post #200 – The Corona 3 tripod
The Corona 3 tripod is an accessory to which most typewriter collectors probably need no introduction. The above image of a Corona 3 on its tripod in use by a Canadian soldier during the first world war is probably one of the first photos most of us have ever seen of this often talked about accessory.…
You need to be more Pacific
Recently, Nick from X Over it featured on his blog a typewriter with an interesting case that had a handle that could extend out and become a shoulder strap – a convertible handbag if you will – that held a Consul 235 typewriter. These are interesting little machines, and I’ve been wanting to get my hands on…
Selling typewriters and my hunt for the great white whale.
It’s been a big couple of weeks here in Melbourne, and frankly I’m exhausted. A manager of my department launched myself and another co-worked into a 2 week revised workload trial that saw me working 8 of the 14 days till 11pm. All with less than 40 hours to prepare before it started. The bags…
Bottom 10: The typewriters with the worst touch.
Errrm, this should read ‘Ten-Forty, not Two-Forty’.
Invicta we trust.
The Invicta. It has the most beautiful segment ever made, and a sharp and sophisticated design in its branding that is almost iconic. This is a machine that has an art-deco flair that has only been surpassed by the better known Olivetti Studio 42. But none of that seemed to stop this machine coming dangerously close to losing its life.…
The letter to a Typospherian that saved my butt.
I haven’t spent much time at the typeface of late as I’ve either been too unwell to feel motivated to write, or too preoccupied with work and a house full of visitors. As such I’ve been a bit delayed with my writing. I owe some correspondence to some of my local friends, as well…
No, I’m not dead.
Vital signs are still present: Beating heart with an appearance that I am awake and alert, and my fingers are still able to hit the keyboard. Yep, I believe I still qualify as living. That said, of late I feel my quality of living has been a little questionable. About three and a bit weeks…
The Filthy Platen 