6 degrees of separation of Doris the Pig Deity from Wandin Valley

Just cos I'm bored....and taking over the universe was put on hold until after lunch time tomorrow.

Paul McDermott (whom some regard as a God) lent his voice to a movie, Medusa, about a snake-headed Goddess alongside John Safran who is often Speaking in Tongues with Father Bob Maguire who frequently speaks to God and who was interviewed by a tv demi-god Andrew Denton who started out as a delivery man on A Country Practice way back in 1987...with Doris the Pig God.

As you were....

Buildings, Anzac march and banners, oh my!

Could hear the train whistle and was mesmerised with the idea of seeing a choo choo on Anzac Day thereby forgetting I had a camera in my bag until almost the last minute.
Well, that's my excuse *snort*.

Hmmm, coal.

Actually, this shot is of the back end of the train, it had the 2nd engine in back for the shuttle trips back and forth from Pakenham to Berwick.
Further updates and events for Steamrail Victoria can be caught on their Facebook page HERE.
*The next one is the celebration of the 100th anniversary of the opening of the Moe-Walhalla line, looks good!

And now for the buildings I happened to snap for the enjoyment of all....

Flinders Street opposite Flinders Street Station.

Flinders Street building (Andrew will probably know it's official name)

The Forum Cinema, just for Debby.

Flinders Street Station in all her 100 year old glory.

St Paul's Cathedral and buildings stretching into the distance.

More bricks and mortar.

And now I'm off like a bucket of prawns in the sun, back soonish !

WW1 hatred rears its ugly head

Well, I was going to post a couple of pretty pictures including one of the steam train I managed to capture chugging through Oakleigh on its way to the wilds of Pakenham.
But Howard has demanded my attention in his comment on my photos of Anzac Day.

Howard said...
The flag with Attaturk on it is an insult to the whole thing.

April 28, 2010 11:07 PM

Mestafa Ataturk was commander of the 19th Division of the Turkish Army and was defending his home land against the Anzac invasion.

After the war he dragged Turkey into the 20th century, wanting peace and friendship, then in 1934 he famously wrote this dedication to the fallen Anzacs:

Those heroes that shed their blood and lost their lives... You are now lying in the soil of a friendly country. Therefore rest in peace. There is no difference between the Johnnies and the Mehmets to us where they lie side by side now here in this country of ours... you, the mothers, who sent their sons from faraway countries wipe away your tears; your sons are now lying in our bosom and are in peace. After having lost their lives on this land. They have become our sons as well.

 Yes, Howard, before you ask my father's family lost several sons in the Gallipoli campaign.
I suggest you look closely at the banners in the last two pictures to see both the Turkish and Aussie flags together with Mestafa Ataturk's words on one banner with the other reading

"Give Australia more than she gives you"

The only insult, Howard, is your inability to look beyond a past foe to see today's friend.

Hostilities officially ceased

ANZAC Day 2010

Click to enlarge any picture for better viewing/more details.

Only in Melbourne would you get...

Scottish pipe bands mixing it with....

Turkish veterans parading entwined Turkish and Aussie flags while others proudly showed....

Mustafa Kemal Ataturk...

 and former Soviet Union veterans.

Army, RAAF, brass bands and Uncle Tom Cobbley and all...

United flags...

...United peoples.

Click to enlarge and read the banners.

Lest We Forget.

Clothes

Dunno that I'm all impressed with the French Govt's efforts to 'liberate' Muslim chicky babes from themselves by banning the Burqa.
Not much better than the Taliban who demand that the sheila's wear it.
Personally, I couldn't give a toss if a person had a hankering to don a paper bag to do the shopping or wanted to streak nekkid through town.
So long as it doesn't end in tears fashion is in the eye of the beholder.
Now, I shall go steam press my wimple, get my fishnets untangled and chisel the mud off my Blunnies for my next outing....

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Piccys from last Sunday's stroll all over the countryside sans The Leyland Brothers

Baker, Plumber, Oakleigh certainly was a popular boy.

Bliss.

 Another.

Ok, Tracee, Dam Buster? 

Help?!

Any ideas?

Both found at diagonally opposite ends of a car park in the heart of Oakleigh shopping precinct.

A remnant of former Victorian Railways, before that beast became extinct.

Along with owner onus commonsense.

Little sub-power station near railway car park, perched on its own, all lonesome and peeling paint.

Love the wooden finials on the ends of the gable roof.

No idea what they patented - the metal plate?

Did they just come along, see a metal plate stuck in the footpath and think "I'll patent that, I will" ?

Or is there some long lost invention hidden beneath the metal plate they patented?

Are Melbourne's streets riddled with long lost patented ideas?

Do we walk over little whims of fancy without realising it?

Or are they boring old garden variety patents on a washer, nuts and bolts or a Bunyip?

Answers in 25 words or less to The Stark Raving Mad Chick.

Judges decision will be final and no correspondence will be entered into unless there's a bribe of dark chocolate on offer.

We've met the Melbourne Waterworks road plates before but this is a larger jobby, perhaps sheltering a major intersection between pipes when hot and cold running water was as much a novelty as hot and cold running maids.

Chimney.

Countryside?

Urban rural?

No.

Downtown suburban Murrumbeena.

Some left-overs to tease you with

Cos the building appealed to me.

Is pretty.

My Mum's gardenia.

Thrives on neglect.

That's Dad tucked under the brolly, in the wheelchair with all the shopping.

Wave to Dad!

Ohhh...shiny!

The Castlemaine RSL was armed and slightly dangerous.

Prickly thing at Botanical Gardens, of the Royal variety.

Drool.

Pressed metal ceiling on shop verandah.

Brought to you by the simple fact I'm too lazy to go out to the kitchen to retrieve the camera and upload the bajillion of snaps with which to torment you as part of my cunning plan to take over the world.
Think yourselves lucky.