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Post #113 Sunday 23 June 2019 – Pretty Balmoral

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Sunday 23 June 2019

The lovely thing about Sydney, well there are many but this is also one of them, is that even when it is overcast it can be very pretty.  

So I had a date last week during the week, at Mosman, bit of an event because I don’t go over the Bridge so much these days.  Afterward I dropped down from the steep ridge that Military Road follows, to the pretty harbour beach, Balmoral (surf beach for the under threes).  I had a nostalgic and quality fish and chips from the Bottom of the Harbour fish and chip shop, which I think has been there about 20 years, loyally taking cash only and reminding some of us of scandalous tax avoidance schemes from the days of when…

It was an overcast day.   A steady number of citizens walked their dogs along the foreshore.  I have always liked the somewhat art deco style of the concrete foreshore walkway, complemented by the little bridge across the isthmus which you can just see at the end of the beach here in one of my afternoon snaps.

Bottom of the Harbour – tax schemes from the past

MG xx
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Post #108 Sunday 3 March 2019 – Neighbourhood charm

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Sunday 3 March 2019

At the end of Victoria Street, where the road ends and becomes a paved pathway a little lane way joins up with the path. It’s a dead end that meets the last apartment blocks on St Neot’s Avenue (which you can get to only by sandstone stairway). It’s a charming part of the Potts Point neighbourhood. A local wit has added some cats to the traffic sign in the lane way.

And this is a view of the lane way with the sign in place (well it’s a bit obscured in the hedge), looking across to the City. It’s not the best photo of all time but it’s still a lovely evening outlook.

MG xx

Post #106 Sunday 9 December 2018 – Another flowering tree – Brush Box

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Sunday 9 December 2018

There is a street tree that I like very much called Brush Box.  It is originally a rainforest tree but it is planted a lot by local councils and so now it flourishes in the suburbs.  This is a photo I pinched from Google and I think it’s a street somewhere in the inner West.

The Brush Box trees are in flower now.  Here is a close up I took of the blossom.  There are five rounded petals similar to a tea tree blossom and then there are five delicate fronds for stamens that extend out way beyond the petals like starfish arms.  

MG xx

Post #105 Sunday 2 December 2018 – The Finger Wharf Woolloomooloo

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Sunday 2 December 2018

One of my routine evening walks involves a circuit of the area down by the Finger Wharf at Woolloomooloo.  At the moment it’s especially nice because summer has brought out the jasmine.  There is a great hedge of it running down one side of the McElhone Stairs at the end of Victoria Street and it’s a heavy summery scent which is just beautiful.

There is a always a set of sculptures on display along the boardwalk adjacent to the Finger Wharf.    According to the labels next to them they come from a commercial “art bank”.   The display changes every six months or so.  There is one new I like especially.  It reminds me of the symetry in a shell or the inside of a flower.

Then sometimes, just when you are minding your own business on your evening walk, a huge floating resort rounds the point in front of you and cruises down the harbour, towering over everything.

I am including here a couple of selfies I found in my dropbox files that haven’t made it to the website before now.

xx  MG

Post #103 Sunday 18 November 2018 – Signs of Summer

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Sunday 18 November 2018

There is a gecko that lives somewhere on the south side of my balcony.  It must hibernate over winter. Come October November evenings I can hear it start to make the little series of chk chk chk chk sounds that are so reminiscent of warm happy times.  It still amazes me that the gecko comes every year twelve floors up to my highrise home.

Another favourite sign of summer is the appearance of great quantities of mangoes at the local shops –  flavour, fragrance and texture are all summer.

Here is a selfie of some new lingerie.  It has a soft pink fabric and is called Ballet Slipper…

PS:  I have since learnt that the Queen’s favourite nail polish is called Ballet Slipper (do not ask me how I came to have this trivial piece of information because I can’t now remember).  Somehow this random connection makes me like this lingerie less!

xx MG

Post #99 Sunday 26 August 2018 – In miniature

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Sunday 26 August 2018

Following a recommendation I braved windy William Street Darlinghurst and went down to the Australian Design Centre where I saw a remarkable collection of miniature streetscapes made by Joshua Smith.  They were fine works of craftsmanship recreating the patina of urban decay in  the shopfronts of poorer neighbourhoods.  Here is a photo of one of them:

It reminded me of the dioramas that used to be in the War Memorial in Canberra, which were battlefields recreated in miniature – tiny toylike scenes made for adults.

MG xx

 

 

Post #94 Sunday 8 July 2018 – Favourite local walks

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Sunday 8 July 2018

I have a couple of favourite walks I do between commitments and just to unwind.  Because I am so central in Kings Cross I am spoilt for choice.  Yesterday I took two photographs: one of the foreshore walk that I take down to the Opera House, and the other of a typical back street walk I do through Paddington.

Lots of tourists enjoying themselves!  Even more of them I think, because it’s school holidays.  I am regularly asked to take photos for visitors, not everyone has a selfie stick.

And a somewhat wintery vibe in my typical back street Paddington walk – which is generally quite a deserted walk save for the odd dog walking local.

MG xx

Post #90 Saturday 9 June 2018 – Fireworks fatigue

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Saturday 9 June 2018

Sometimes I get the luxury of a little fireworks fatigue. I see a lot of fireworks from the balcony.  There would not be a week that goes by without some fireworks near the City.   So would it be possible to have anticpatory Vivid fatigue?  I don’t even get to see much Vivid detail – the projections onto the Opera House are on to the West facing sails.  But I do see some of the sky lit up by the Vivid festival lights, and then there is the Bridge which gets heavy neon treatment, such as this aqua tone for example:

 

And this year, trying to avoid being a bit grouchy about the ever present bread and circuses feel of the Vivid festival, I took myself off to see some of the sights including a visit to Luna Park at Milson’s Point, where the ferris wheel was looking exceptionally pretty.

And visiting Luna Park reminded me of the short time I worked there – a while ago now – an impoverished student bravely manning the fairy floss cart in my little french navy uniform in all weather.  I didn’t do that job for long, but long enough to remember being reprimanded by management for wearing glasses (it was pre laser surgery so I was stilling wearing bookish specs), and for being too generous with the serves!

Your glamorous aunt

MG  xx

Post #88 Sunday 27 May 2018 – Autumn Japan

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Sunday 27 May 2018

It was another glorious Autumn weekend and I spent this one in the Blue Mountains with an old friend, who lives there with her family.  She is originally from Japan and has christened her neighbourhood Aoyama after an elegant part of Tokyo which has beautiful street trees.  I was probably one week late for the colour this year but even so there were some lovely trees still in the streets round about, including this radiant maple:

And so I have to confide I bought tickets earlier this year to visit Japan at the end of November – which will be their late Autumn.   Anticipation will be intensifying as the year progresses 🙂

your glamorous aunt

MG xx

Post #84 Sunday 29 April 2018 – Bridge, scaffolding, suspenders

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♦ mature Sydney escort ♦

Sunday 29 April 2018

I made my way down to the Harbour yesterday to confirm the best theory for the Bridge problem – which is that it all depends on the angle at which you are looking at the Bridge…  no need to be concerned that some working party for Bridge Climb has re-engineered things to suit themselves!

So here is the photo I took which confirms the best theory – for which a number of people have to take the prize.

 

I took this photo at the Opera House and got a bit distracted by the way the great stone ends of the bridge do not actually connect to the structure.  Although I have long forgotten where I read this, my understanding is that the stone structures were never part of the original design.  They were added on after an objection was raised that the Bridge-using public would be too uncomfortable seeing the bare steel structure without some “grounding” monolithic book ends attached.  So back in the day the Bridge’s engineering was regarded as too radical for the average punter.   My only lament is that the ends aren’t clad with Sydney sandstone instead of a grey granite.

But on this subject curiously I have heard a similar story about perceptions of the Anzac Bridge.   For many years the suspension cables of the Bridge were adorned by some diagonally attached wires which had apparently had been added to the structure to “reassure” Bridge users that the cables were not unstable or too light.  The underwires were totally unnecessary, just put there for “effect”.

I have not much else to report this week, save I have bought a small piece of scaffolding (with adjustable legs for working on slopes) and did a special trip to ferry this new prize down to the country.  Once it is in action on the little construction project there I will report back with a photo.

So the only other photo for this week is a picture of the suspenders on my new lingerie – which the label describes as “Ruby” coloured.  One way to welcome in the Autumn.

Your glamorous aunt

xx MG

PS a picture of a more golden and grey Autumn from the balcony: