Kultural Fusion

A Japanese tourist, playing a didgeridoo, on the streets of Melbourne.

Of course.

Hell On Earth

The smell of smoke in the city today, brings with it so much sadness. I ache for those who lost loved ones in these awful fires. And homes. And pets. And too many other things to name.

This week, Melbourne has become a city where men cry on public transport, at what they read in the newspaper. Where everyone has constantly given money, food, clothes and support for those who need it.
No one is beeping car horns to express their impatience. There is no shoving to get on trains.

It is a city in shock and mourning. But better for it in the long run I believe. This tragedy has brought out the stunning goodness in Melbourne's people.

Love and luck to you all.

Roll Up Roll Up

To the kook at the corner of Swanston and Collins Streets at approximately 6.20pm, I think that riding a unicycle to and from work is just plain showing off.

If you are indeed in the circus you should leave your work behind at the end of the day. It's all about balance.

Balance! Geddit?

Save Ferris, Save Ferris Wheel

Can you BELIEVE that The Southern Star Wheel is closed already? It's only been open a month and due to last week's excessive heat it's broken.

That was $100 million well spent. Didn't anyone think to do a tiny bit of research about the affect of heat on the building materials?

Even London managed to get this right.