Yesterday Perry and I went for a long walk along this stretch of Kororoit Creek. Would recommend.
The area is very sculpted, a lot of mown grass is what I mean, which I know is not to everyone's taste, but it does give it a bit of a dreamscape quality - once again not to everyone's taste obvs. I can enjoy it in small doses, I think in part because it has a non-specific nostalgic feel to it.
The heavenesqueness of it was only strengthened by the appearance of actual pearly gates labelling on the horizon.
This is the Glengala Drain. It's a long space with precisely no access to it anywhere along its length - only at the ends. Which is stunningly bad planning really. After we got out of this part of town Perry and I went to my old hang at Perth Avenue, Albion because I just wanted a quick look at the Westgate shops big w. And bought some pierogi.
Then a quick stop off at the op shop in Hampshire Road where the only really interesting purchase was a 1964 cook book with pictures like this:
nom nom
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