back 1998: There is no lesser word for it – we were plain-out rescued. Liz and Bex took us under their wing as we were invited to share their flat on Conduit Rd, Midlevels. And I got a dream job with Time Magazine. Credit: Adam.
back 1998: Our first digs were the infamous Mirador Mansions, then Rent-a-Room in Jordan. The insanity so deep that The Bee started wearing disposable underwear on her head. Credit: Adam.
back 1998: Nina and I basically didn’t have a single clue when we hit Hong Kong. This could be one of the few times we’re smiling so broadly – Chinese New Year 1999. Credit: Unknown.
back 1990s: Sleepy Bee. Troll doll Bee. At a friend’s country home in Coolup before hitting that other great metropolis, Hong Kong, September 1998. Credit: Adam.
back 1990s: Adam and the Bee hittin’ the town. Damned if I can remember why we were both wearing beehives, but it would have been with the best of intentions. Credit: that angle.
back 1990s: Nina Bee. In the pad with the wood floor and many cushions and magazines, many magazines, on Broadway in Nedllands in the months before we left for Hong Kong. Must have been winter. Pea soup on the stove. And natural(ly dyed) hair. Credit: Adam’s favourite camera angle.
back 1990s: After a Humbug gig at some hotel in Freo. Before we all went our separate ways. Cutbush and Timmy here too. Credit: Adam.
back 1990s: The Alpha and Omega office, stuff by friends and myself on the wall. The Kurt glassses. The eternally productive Mac. Credit: Adam.
back 1990s: The punky colour daffodil days. Mr Hook, on top of the world Adam and Miss Alison somewhere cheeky at an RTRFM Greenwich thing. And what the hell am I wearing? Credit: unknown.
University years in Perth and its many outlandish plots.