My alarm went off at 3:30 am, and I immediately sprang to my feet (I’m a morning person, clearly). By 4:20 I was on the road to Steve Snow’s place, and by 5am I had his company with me while I drove Ruby the Exxy. It was a cold easter Saturday morning, and we would…
Somewhere in New South Wales: the lonely lost highway – The Newell. They make pubs big in Queensland. But why the palm trees 300km from the beach? *watching in the rear-view mirror* Link to the ‘Worlds largest virtual solar system’.
A have a few more typecasts to post about my trip to Melbourne that I’m to get out of the way… oh, by the end of the year? Hope you’re still enjoying these. A view up one of Ballarat’s original gold-rush era streets, Lydiard street. *Correction: 1852, not 1952. Inside the Ansonia hotel on…
The following typecasts were written ad-hoc in my hotel room or on the roadside. Sure, they’re full of errors and dodgy use of the english language, but they are what they are. ‘Its and it’s’… it’s all the same right? Just after sunset on the road out of the town of Morven. Still…
The Filthy Platen 