We ain’t in Moorooka anymore, Sheldon.
So far I’ve avoided cycling to Garden City, Mt Gravatt. I’ve always caught the bus. However, I figured it was time to conquer Kessells Rd once and for all. It was aRead More…
No, I will not use my bell on footpaths: I’m not that scary.
Yesterday I worked from 9am-10pm. Got a lift home. Had a rough night’s sleep. Worked today until 9pm. Cycled home. Joy over the last 48 hours has been slim (bar that providedRead More…
Graffiti one day, gone the next
It’s no secret that I love street art. It’s no secret that I love graffiti. Not a fan of the tags. Love the pieces. I love colour. I love paint. I loveRead More…