Sunday, June 29, 2008

Toothless Nell

Thanks to Andra for alerting me to this brilliant addition to the Newtown Public School vegie garden:


The inscription reads:

TOOTHLESS NELL
KILLED 1808 IN A TRIVIA NIGHT BRAWL
HER LAST WORDS: "MAN HATH NOT 32 TEETH"

Just like everything else in Newtown of late, it seems to have now disappeared.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Now you see it...

What's wrong with this picture of Gladstone Street:

Does it seem a bit barren? Like something is missing? Like, maybe, the spooky Mad Max truck which has been parked there for a year? It had become so much an immutable part of the landscape that it seems odd that such a monolith could have moved at all. Especially since all of its many, giant, spooky tires were completely flat. Obviously it was needed somewhere. Like perhaps the Apocalypse.

Walk another fifty metres down the street, and something else is missing:


Will Coles' "Numb" television has disappeared. Did you reclaim it, Will?

Or maybe all these disappearances have something to do with aliens. This alien in particular:


Co-incidence that he's turned up in the Trafalgar Street Piss Tunnel at the same time things have been mysteriously vanishing? I think not.

As compensation for things not being where you expect them, other items are turning up where you don't.

King Street:


St John's College, Missenden Road:


Fowler Street:


Obviously this now also claims the crown as Best Ever Letterbox.

Friday, June 13, 2008

Sausage hole

Thanks to Val for pointing out this squeezy little cranny, only a few inches high, on Trafalgar Street:


"Confined" is definitely the right word for it! Not quite sure who the sign is aimed at. Maybe very little dachsunds. In which case, it should be down lower so they can read it. Obviously.

Monday, June 9, 2008

Sweet sweet room available

"Sweet sweet room available for you and your sweet sweet ass, and it's only 70 bux a week. You would have to be a psycho not to take it! Are YOU a psycho?"

I reckon this place would be perfect for that freaking awesome cat from a while back.

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Twenty-four hours, two roofs, nine pigeons

Ferndale Street

Gladstone Street