getting used to Brunswick
i have to say, it’s quite an adventure moving across to the other side of the Merri Creek. Time seems to move more slowly now because there’s so much newness to absorb.
- “Sparkly Square” is a much more fun than Northcote Plaza;
- Walking distance to miles and miles of parkland – but i’m walking, not jogging yet;
- Hundreds of new restaurants within minutes of home ..
- many more cheap variety stores, with all manner of precious junk (which i am not thinking about buying, at all! Too much junk in my life already, which i still haven’t cleared out.)
Sydney road has a different character from Northcote High Street .. can’t quite describe the difference just yet. Larger range of ethnic diversity? More established cafes and hotels?
But all these new cafes, i need a local tour guide ..
and where are all the musicians madly improvising?
Thank Evans i’m still cycling distance from the Northcote hill.
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You ARE Northcote in my mind, and the idea of you on the other side of that creek is a strange one. I love walking down High Street with you and losing you to one conversation after another as you say “Hi” to people on bicycles. You’re like minor royalty on that strip. Sydney Road, you’re just another junk-collecting punter…
what? My comments will be “moderated”? Where’s the freedom of speech in that?
Hello Secretive Relative.
i wonder who you could be if you’re not my sister. Thanks for your perspective on my change of social status.
It’s true, i’m just a punter now, whereas before i was king of the mountain. Without Northcote i am nothing; i have descended into the morass of anonymity.
Hey wait a minute, now you’re taking it too far.
much love, michael
PS: this is my blog so i have free speech. You have free speech on *your* blog. and of course i’ll let you through the anti-spam gate ;-]