An Abbotsford Pub Crawl

I realised that I haven’t done a good old fashioned pub crawl in a very, very long time. Okay, maybe I should be writing about the one I did in London where I attempted to visit every street on the Monopoly Board, and have a drink at a pub there. However, I am just going back to good old Melbourne, and taking you all on a trip to some of my favourite pubs in Abbotsford, which happens to be one of the inner city suburbs. … More An Abbotsford Pub Crawl

On to the Coffs

So, after spending a couple of days in Newcastle (that is Newcastle Australia) it was time to continue my trek north. By this time I had pretty much reached to edge of the Sydney Rail network – to an extent, so it was now time to jump onto the Countrylink to continue my journey. The problem with the Countrylink is that there are only two that pass through here on a daily basis, which means that I had to make sure I was at the station otherwise I would be waiting around for quite a while with absolutely nothing to do, and nowhere to stay. … More On to the Coffs

The Rocks – Australia’s First Suburb

While the Australian Museum of Contemporary Art may draw our attention to the psyche of the Modern Australian culture, the Rocks celebrates our colonial history. The Rocks was where the colony was first established, and in many cases has retained its original form; well to an extent since somebody decided, in their infinite wisdom, to build a freeway through the middle. … More The Rocks – Australia’s First Suburb

Newcastle Upon the Hunter

I’m not sure whether I would call it ironic or not, but it isn’t just that there happens to be a city named Newcastle in Australia, as well as England, it is that the Newcastle in Australia is not only on a river, but it is also a major port, and the mineral that this port ships happens to be coal. Maybe that is why they decided to give this city the name, because it reminded the original settlers of where they came from. … More Newcastle Upon the Hunter

Out in Ararat

Ararat was one of those towns that we would regularly pass through on our road trips to Melbourne. Mind you, passing through simply meant skirting the city since the highway didn’t head down the main street, and off towards the mountains that marked the road to Melbourne. … More Out in Ararat

Freezing in Freo

It’s been a while since I’ve blogged about a place in my own country, and though it has been almost a year since I went to Perth, it probably won’t hurt for me to revisit one of the world’s most remote cities, in particular its famous port of Fremantle. … More Freezing in Freo

Barny’s on Broadway

St Barnabas actually has quite a history, and even had the rather controversial Arch-bishop of Sydney Peter Jensen as one of the ministers (as well as a number of other names that I recognise, including Rob Forsyth, who was a minister of my parent’s Church when I was a child, and whose son is now the vicar of St Judes, the church that I currently attend). … More Barny’s on Broadway

Trek to the Point

I remember as a kid sitting in the car as we were driving to Melbourne and pouring over the Melbourne Street directory. In particular I remember following the Nepean Hwy all the way from the intersection with Punt Road, along the coast, down to the small town of Portsea. I then became really disappointed that the map cut off there so I couldn’t see how the peninsula that it followed came to an end. … More Trek to the Point