Tag: 2015
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Winter in Melbourne, street sounds.
Cold winter Melbourne nights, I could walk the streets forever. Some of the sounds and sights can be found HERE
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Aldi’s.
Considering I now earn less than I did four years ago #Luckycountrymypertfuckingarse, my willy nilly, spendy ways of years gone by is being rethought. I have learned that it is possible to be piss elegant, and eat just fine on a tight budget. My name is Greg Swan, and I shop at Aldi’s, and I don’t give a fizzing bung what anyone thinks.
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Dirty Burger.
Please . . please . . Please . . . . Please . . please, Wollongong, enough with the posts about how wonderful the eating is in Wollongong these days.
We get one new chain eatery in town, and people go beresk.
Now Melbourne, that is a city who knows how to do food.
I shudder to think what sort of frenzy the (mostly) culinary, cultural wasteland of Wollongong* would experience, if “Lord of the fries” ever opened an outlet here.
Perspective people, calm yourselves . . please.
*Of course North Wollongong is exempt from any, and all, besmirching. It, and its inhabitants of cultured residents, is (natch) utterly beyond reproach.
