Previous Darling St housemate Shauna and friend at the inaugural Cockatoo Island festival. Biloela is an Aboriginal word for cockatoo. Don’t quite know why I know that. Credit: Simon B.
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Adam, Merry and SPC, with the aforementioned quality red, under the daggiest shade umbrella in town. And it’s in our backyard. Credit: Unknown.
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Housemate Kimmy and Greenpeace colleague at BBQ in the park. Credit: Unknown.
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Looking worse for wear and a little beardy, Adam does a groggy morn in the sun in our wee park. Credit: Kim.
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Just before the massive frangipani tree flowers and our cottage becomes the focus of every twee flower picker on the street, which is nice. Credit: Kim.
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Ah. Bless! So many nights with a fine clearskin on that porch. Credit: Kim.
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Looking back across the park to me house. It’s the little tan cottagey thing. Credit: Kim.
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…and again in daylight, across from my home on Darling St, Balmain. Credit: Kim.
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The drop dead yummo sunrise view from the small park separating Sydney Harbour from my home on Darling St, Balmain. I don’t get to see this too often, except when coming home. Credit: Kim.
Mental Notes: June 2005
MELBOURNE–Hello from cold and flu world. Still without a whole lot to say due to recent return to ‘pixellation’. Friends know what that is. Very funny shit from recent excursions: AutoBlogger; Matt Price in Syberia in Syberia Ho!, especially the Kyrgyzstan entry; the Interpretive Arson crew; Dawn and Drew and my ears again piqued by the thought of broadcasting again. Good, ta, bye.