There is a jolly good reason why Jesus wasn’t born in Australia. Some say it is because God couldn’t find three wise men and a virgin. The real story is depicted in the photo below.
Merry Christmas everyone and have a happy prosperous and above all safe new year.
Sorry for the absence of blog posts. On 30th March Optus cut off our phone and internet connection and we have been without ever since. We have been unable to contact them, they don’t answer emails, texts or anything. So over the next few weeks I’ll try and post but at the moment I can’t promise anything.
It’s always a voyage of discovery walking along the River Avon.
Over the next few weeks posts will be a little sporadic as I am having much needed surgery on my back. Please bear with me and I’ll try and post new content as and when I can.
I find it hard to do the Christmas thing – firstly because now the decorations and the food appears so early (our local supermarket started at the end of September), and secondly because it is generally so hot here. Lately its been unseasonably hot here for the last ten days or so with temperatures hitting 40º C. Santa and his reindeer would just melt into a large red and white puddle. So when I went to get the car serviced the other day I went for a wander around Perth CBD and noticed that the City of Perth Council had been going around putting up the Chrimbo decorations. It seems that they’ve chosen a gold theme this year, not surprising really given that Western Australia produces 6% of the worlds production with 195 tonnes per annum, or 6.27 million troy ounces, or roughly $10 Billion AUD.There were some of the old favourites such as the Murray Street Mall Christmas Tree and the Santa’s Grotto but I wasn’t sure what was going on at the Perth Cultural Centre with the Christmas Tentacles of Doom, but hey it was colourful.
Beloved Significant Other (BSO) has taken her sainted self off for the weekend to play croquet leaving yours truly and the dog at home. This can only mean one thing …CURRY NIGHT!!!!! And what’s more it’s not your usual blokey vindaloo. No here we have the height of Moghul culinary sophistication. There was Murgh musallam, Saag aloo, Khili hui khichri, accompanied by papadums, and ginger and mango chutney. It is next to impossible to get Kingfisher beer here so it was washed down with Asahai Dry. Three plus hours of cooking for a meal to be had on my own might seem a tad extravagant but I really enjoy cooking and I like to crank up the sound system and get stuck in. The recipes are not my own but were from Madhur Jaffrey’s eponymous book “Madhur Jaffrey’s Indian Cookery”. She is my cooking guru.
The photography was old school. I dug out the Canon EOS 5d – the original version – and the Canon EF 50mm f1.8 mike aka the nifty fifty and the plastic fantastic. Sure there is better on the market now but the Canon 5d was very special and had great colour science and beautiful tonality.
The mail box at Ned Kelly‘s House.
Australian supermodel Elle Macpherson once said:
“I come from a country where you don’t wear clothes most of the year.”
It is true Australians don’t like to wear many clothes. If the temperature dips to 20℃ then they’d rather light a wood fire than put something warmer on. We used to live opposite this couple and he would wander around the front garden in his reg grundies and nothing else. It got to the stage where we could tell his mood from the colour – yellow was happy and dark blue was grumpy and down. As you walk around (rural or urban) it is not uncommon to find discarded items of clothing, it’s almost as if Australians repel clothes and they spontaneously drop off. The most common items found are usually footwear, then comes shirts, trousers and underwear. It is quite hard to fathom how someone can go out fully dressed and come home minus say their trousers. Anyway the photos below are a selection of items I have photographed over the years.
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