Here are a few more photos of my neighbourhood of Newtown. As you can see there is a lots of graffiti in the area
The are of Newtown in which I live, postcode 2042, is starting to pick up again slowly post Covid. Unfortunately the bars are mostly shut, retail and restaurants are much the same.
In the meantime there is plenty of opportunity to walk the streets and reel off a few photos of my neighbourhood which I thought I’d share.
If your able and allowed to, go take a look at your area. I’m sure there is plenty of interesting things to see that we usually take for granted
After the recent discover of my new found “Passion” for jogging I decided to step it up to something a little more intense, cross country. Cross country for the uninitiated brings all the boring elements that is jogging and adds a few extras such as hills, snakes and rocks to trip over and hurt oneself.
I headed down to Botany National Park, if not familiar with Botany Bay its where Captain Cook first anchored in what is now named Australia.
Fortunately the snakes feared me and slithered away, the rocks did not trip me and I managed to get up the hills. I have included a few snapshots of the park while pausing during my run to hyperventilate.
Since isolation started I have had to give up two of my favourite things, travel and pubs.
Instead I’ve had to resort to a new boring chore to get me out of the house, it’s called jogging. Not only is jogging boring, uninteresting, bad for the knees and pointless as I own a car. It also drains people of their sense of humour, personality and drives them slowly insane.
Fortunately it has opened up a new social group for me, geese. No social distancing required, a captive jovial audience and I get to control the entire conversation… which turns out is mostly about jogging…
Please hurry up and finish Covid I need a pub 🍻
As I can’t travel and I’m going a little stir crazy I’ve decided to convert my Holden Commodore into a portable hotel.
It looks like the Australian borders will be opening again sometime in June (touch wood) and I can get out on the road again.
An Esky, a few blankets and beer, presto I’m ready to go