THE YAAN : Went Bush today. Out to the Pub at Taylor’s Arm. It was no simple matter to get there due to roadslips and such. I have been there only once before. That was in 1985 for a Festival. Today looked like this;
ON THE eBENCH : Watch this Space. I am going for one month of writing in the 3rd person ( more or less). Describing a photograph or topic. That should be interesting. Post of 250 words. Leaving ME out of it.(more or less)
THE YAAN: 250 words it is. Café bookshops. Well, the Kindle cometh. Randwick is near a University. The University of New South Wales. It’s also near a very large hospital and has some fine old churches as well. Someone was found dead on the street there the other day. They appear to have plummetted from a balcony.
In the University of New South Wales, a convention of Narcotics Anonymous was held back in the late 1980s. 1987, to be precise. More than 1000 addicts in Recovery. At some stage, an announcement came that the attendees of the N.A. Convention were not to swim in the University Pool. It was early-ish days for AIDS terror. Addicts seem to have threatened the sense of security at the Uni Pool.
This week, over at the other University in Sydney, the one called the University of Sydney, the Riot Squad of Police was called in to calm the Staff and Students following savage cuts to the budget and staffing levels. RIOT POLICE. Some of the Students watching wore the blank, shocked faces of disbelief as they did in the late 1960s.
Meanwhile back in the Bookshop Cafes of this world, people read and eat and drink coffee.
Urunga doesn’t have a bookshop café. It doesn’t have a University either. It did have a bookshop café in 1974. A little one with very old books.
TAKEN AT THE TRAM STOP IN ANNANDALE, SYDNEY, NEW, AUSTRALIA.
Its taken looking east to the Harbour. Behind is the tram line and sign. Over in the trees was a tent. Presumably the tent of an otherwise homeless person. That is not something that would once have happened here in Sydney. The focus in our country seems not to be on the weak and the poor and the unfortunate.
While I am at it, here’s a few more UNFOCUSSED shots from BLOGGERS AROUND THE WORLD.
And kudos to Francince. I didn’t think of going the totally unfocussed route. Excellent stuff.
Francine in Retirement has me thinking now. Must look for some of those “What in hell is that ? ” I know I have plenty. I don’t delete them. I read a blog article which said DELETE NOTHING and it inspired me to keep the lot.
Now, what do I have?
Hmmm – having trouble finding the truly unfocussed.
Best start with the Moon.
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