Nutcote. Nutlog. Books and Films. Travel. Webcams. Sierra Leone. Tokyo. Sagas. Diego Rivera. London.
Archived weblog of my 2001 trip to Malaysia and Australia.
Back in the land of marmite.
Batu Caves - a distinctive sacred Hindu site, in Malaysia.
Archaeologists uncover prehistoric fossils in France. Thanks Jenny.
Off to Kuala Lumpur very soon! Be back in a few days.
Sequoia trip. Pictures of big trees.
The Blue Highway. Another site dedicated to the blues, what else?
Final Sydney linkage - you could do a lot worse than visit Giuseppe Ferla's Mad Monster Garden in Summer Hill. Spectacular topiary.
How could I have missed the Hydro-Majestic Hotel? Thanks to Lukelog.
Peanutopia, the land of ten thousand peanuts.
Marlene Dietrich Poster - the Blue Angel.
The Blue Note, jazz capital of the world.
Interview with Michael Moorcock on politics, punk, Tolkien and everything else. (But has he had webloggers in his bathroom, I wonder? Hehe). Via Wood's Lot.
The Atlas of Australian Birds.
JigZone. Jigsaw puzzles online.
One could do a lot worse than visit the Blue Mountains. Photos here!
Tomorrow I'm going to start making my way back to the UK, going again via Kuala Lumpur. I will be back home by the weekend.
Belated happy birthday to Blivet.
Pictures of Sydney Harbour.
Stories of the Dreaming. Indigenous Australia site.
The Blue Paintings, Kakadu. Aboriginal rock art to admire.
Eternity in the Heart of Sydney. Arthur Stace, a derelict, wrote 'Eternity' on the streets of Sydney for thirty-seven years.
'Because he wrote that word, in that elegant copperplate, in chalk and in crayon, for thirty-seven years, on the sidewalks of Sydney -- over half a million times. No one knew who he was, and he preferred it that way. The mystery grew: the word had evident spiritual overtones -- it was called a one word sermon -- who was writing it, and why? But no one knew, for years and years. Perhaps this mystery, so long sustained, instilled the fascination. Perhaps also, it was the suggestive power of the word itself. '
Eternity on the Bridge, New Year's Eve 1999.
Blue Neon. An online comic. We like all things blue.
BluesNet. For fans of the blues.
Speaking of books and reading, check out the Blue Moon Review for good writing. At least, I think so.
Sydney Bookshops. Not a bad selection, but they really should include Gould's Book Arcade in Newtown. It's huge. Cornstalks is my favourite, though.
Walking in Glebe, in Sydney's Inner West. The Chinese joss house is worth a visit.
Rosaleen Norton Gallery. Originally from New Zealand, Rosaleen was a witch and artist who lived in the Sydney suburb of Kings Cross. Fascinating woman; sinister, too.
Rosaleen Norton : Australia's favourite witch. 'If she was the face of evil, she was a remarkably nice face of evil.'
One of the more unusual and interesting sculpture galleries in Sydney is outdoors, in the Plaza Iberoamericana by Central Station. There's a collection of busts of various Latin American notables - Bolivar, O'Higgins, Juarez, Marti etc. Worth a look.
Che Guevara ecards.
World atlas of artificial night sky brightness. Via Ghost Rocket.
Micro-statue of bull smaller than red blood cell. Kyooot!
Some more of my favourite Aussie spots :-
Nan Tien Temple.
Pictures of bottlebrush.
Minister demands national register of satirists. Via Brainsluice.
Need to find more nutritious Sydney goodness.
Naughty French postcards. Part of Miss Mary's Emporium of the Quaint and Curious, where all kinds of good things can be found. Via the delightfully pure Bleu Blog.
Today I walked from the Opera House, across the Harbour Bridge, to Luna Park. Just for fun.
The big grin on the harbour.
Luna Park at night.
'Stop the telepathic spread of cow pain.'
Graffiti spotted today :-
'Eat vegan. Stop paint.'
'Gonna live in Montana and become a dental floss tycoon.'
Kuala Lumpur Railway Station is a Moorish fantasy.
My holiday reading.
I'm in Sydney!
Just arrived, and planning to re-visit some of my old haunts tomorrow. Wish you were here ;).
Kuala Lumpur was a nice place to chill out for a few days. There is an interesting Chinatown to wander through, complete with second-hand English-language bookshop (run by a friendly Indian anglophile), and an Internet cafe (schoolkids playing Quake and screaming very loudly). Some interesting Chinese clanhouses and Hindu temples. Nice, lovely people. Petronas Towers - huge and tubular and ... erm, Freudian. I'm glad I stopped by.
More updates in a few days!
Well, I think this is the last update before I head off. I'm going to a wedding later, and tomorrow I'm going to pack and get ready. An update will be made once I'm in Sydney.
Play the Tibetan Game of Liberation.
Man leaves photos of himself at crime scene.
Guards stop visitors groping Elle McPherson waxwork.
London Slang. Learn how to talk like a geezer.
Pop Culture Junk Mail is two; congratulations.
I'm on holiday. Utterly blissed out.
More fun with personalised stamps - includes picture!