
This is on a bin on King St. They did it in biro, by hand, and the note is so incredibly heartfelt it made me want to stop buying battery eggs all over again. Or do something about it beyond a lame consumer boycott. All of which is good.
It must have taken ages. Are there any more of them?


Seen in Chatswood; it was raining, as seems appropriate.

This was growing out of a tree stump so energetically that hardly any tree stump was left. Go on — look at the closeup!! It’s soooo fungusy.


There it was in an Inner West pub, 08/07/2008; something I’ve never seen before. “She’s so local she has a note” says the bar girl.
Time passes.

Where has Kate Bensen gotten to? And when’s she coming back? “Sometime in the next week” says the bar guy.