avulias autonkuljettaja

Please explain to me how the driver of the car is in the driver's seat in the third frame and yet looking out the back window. 

Also, I have to say I don't really understand some of the text. 

Anteeksi! 

creatures - pt 3 or a coda

The place where we parked in Avondale Heights, Annette Court (all the streets round there have 1950s girls names) has a bunch of big guard dogs in the various homes, making a range of unusual noises between them and bouncing off each other. When I went back I saw these guys, very handsome and also quite barky. Beautiful gate too.

creatures of leisure pt 2

Fewer pictures. So we got back to the car and I realised I had lost the car key. It's amazing what tiny little bits of machinery exist between your freedom to do what you intended to do, and your inability to do that, and my whole morning fell away. Luckily I still had my phone so I could figure out the nearest railway station (the tram stop was half an hour away but that would be no good for Perry, in fact he'd probably hate a tram, don't know, we'll never know). The nearest railway station was Tottenham, an hour's walk away in almost a direct line south, except for the bit where we had to get across the river, which was finicky. So we did that. It was really fine, though Perry was thirsty. Had I known we would be walking so far I would have brought his water bottle but that was the whole point, I hadn't known. So we were on the lookout for taps, there weren't many but ultimately we crept into a front yard and he drank from a tap. I hope that person wasn't there and/or didn't mind. 

A few other things:

I've noticed a lot of rubbish strewn around lately, have you? It happened at our place a few weeks ago, someone went into the bin area and emptied bins. Much like what's happened here. Now, there is someone who likes to empty bins for its own sake, in our area, but I can't imagine they've come as far as Maidstone to do it. There's also, I believe ('believe' is too strong a word but it's not unbelievable) people who empty bins looking for cans to recycle for money. Who knows. 

Beautiful front garden:

Fabulous hedge treatment on classic early 50s HCV home:

Nice:

Ultimately yesterday I walked 27 000+ steps. Whatever. 

Oh, and later when I went back to the car via tram-walk, I found the keys in close proximity to it. So, all good ultimately. 

perry and i are creatures of leisure - pt 1

Yesterday was a fuck up but it was a funny fuck up with no lasting implications. Perry and I drove to Avondale Heights to walk by the Maribyrnong there. It's very pleasant. 

At one point Perry thought he saw something, I don't know what, and he thought he needed to be on his back legs to see it better, I really don't know what it was and he won't remember. He was looking towards the river. 

This dog behind a fence got involved in the conversation and like the dog at the Merri Boulevard (or whatever it's called) this dog and Perry were very convivial.

Perry and I then walked on a bit further, and just like the Merri Blvd dog, Perry wanted to visit this one again, but when we passed by again they had gone. 

We marvelled a little at this sign because - who would ever think this was a road, through or otherwise? You could put up a sign like this at most places and it would be true, I suspect. 

I guess my thought initially was maybe it's the path of an old road from a stupid subdivision or something... might be, but maps-on-my-phone doesn't think so. 

Grapefruit. 

There really are great looking houses here. I know you will know what I mean when I say 'wog mansions' I don't think it's an offensive term anymore but it's not a pleasant one but it'll have to do. I remember as I child I would pass houses like this - rarely entered one - and think they looked like they'd be really cool in summer. I am not sure why, looking at it now, but I did. 

And how amazeballs are these eagles. I don't think they have any symbolism, but I don't know why I don't think that. 

Another great one.

So the reason I said we are creatures of leisure is that I have been listening a lot to side two of Creatures of Leisure lately, along with Laura Imbruglia's self-titled album. Both incredible records of enormous depth. Anyway, that house above reminds me of the cover of Creatures of Leisure. 

Such a fun, talented, radical band and with so many high quality songwriters the album tracks are as amazing as the singles - anything off this record could have been a single, with the exception I suppose of the hidden track at the end of side 2 which I believe sometimes went under the name of 'Business & Pleasure'. 

There is a US version of this album which fucks around with it - for some reason I have that too, and may play it soon. Of course I'll let you know.

Anyway to get back to our Avondale Heights adventure, things got weird, but it was all fine, but I'll tell you about that later on OK. 

k'foops

This is in Smiths Weekly for 14 November 1925 p. 13, I found it while i was looking for something else. I'm sharing it with you only because of K'foops. I seem to recall my grandmother talking about K'foops only I am sure she said it, or spelled it, or I perceived it (this last definitely true) as Kerfoops. It's just a name of a random person who matters to no-one, like 'Fred Nerk'. People used to, I guess, think this kind of thing was cool or something? Pretty hard to imagine. Anyway, I wonder where it came from, and whether it's making a comeback, it probably is. 

How sinister is that fourth frame though. K'foops is a devil. 

merri creek this morning

This morning we went on a short walk at Merri Creek and Perry chose to go down here, which was an unmade road called I forget what. Maybe Merri Boulevard? I thought maybe there was an interesting project in unmade roads. Making a note of it now. 

Perry met, and really liked, this dog. He went back later to meet the dog a second time.

You know at the time I thought that water looked pretty nice but looking at it in this picture I'm kind of like no it's not. 

possun jäämäki

I have to say if I was Piggy I'd be a little disgruntled about being the butt of everything and indeed so often the star character but my name's not in the strip and the ostensible protagonists don't do much except look on with their mouths open as I do staggeringly jackass feats. On the other hand he's obviously a bit of a dick.