Sunday Selections

Along with Elephant's Child, River and others I am joining for another week of Sunday Selections. 

I photographed this memorial at the Malvern Tram Depot, which must have been shortly after it was placed there, and there was a terrible spelling error on the stone. It is very hard to pick the error as it is an Aboriginal place name but it glared at me. The misspelt word is Prahran, spelt on the stone as Prahan. Now, wouldn't you think with a word like that, you would triple check the spelling before you began carving away? 

In my opinion the whole stone should have been replaced at the carvers expense, unless they were given a wrong spelling. Even if they were, the should still check again themselves, three seconds to check on your phone. 

If you look closely, you can see the mistake was 'fixed' by placing another piece of granite over the top of the first line. The photo is by Sandra Brown.  

Just gross incompetence. 

Rather like this sign that had to be corrected to Albert Road at the bottom, Park Street at the top, which similarly was fixed by covering over original mistake. Again, a three second task using your phone. I hope you and I did our jobs better than these two examples. 

Oh my, that is a big pink one.

When I mentioned HH and I took the recent backstage tour of the Arts Centre, HH asked if I remembered seeing her and her husband at the venue a long time ago. She had to stop talking then as the guide restarted speaking. I had the vaguest of vague memories of seeing them, but that was all. I stopped trying to remember and concentrated on the guide. 

We lunched together nearby after, and I said I couldn't really remember. Was it to see the Australian Pops Orchestra? No, she replied. It was something to do with Dusty Springfield.

Snap, I remembered. Ray's sister and her husband to be visited us in 2006. The four of us flew to Sydney for them to be married in the beautiful Botanic Gardens but before we went, we took them to see Dusty, a musical based on her life with lots of her music of course. It even covered the business about her performing in South Africa. I remember it being a terrific show and that's where we must have run into HH and her husband. My memory is usually better than that. Once home, I wondered. Yes, tightly packed into a bag was the theatre programme for the show. 

As prices for theatre programmes increased to a ridiculous amount, I refused to buy them. Especially when the internet was well established and you could check out the cast etc online. (And if there were some hot men in the cast, see what photos you could find of them on the net)

Maybe in 2016 I took some really good photos of plane flyovers during the Australian Grand Prix. I've never bettered them in spite of now using a superior camera. This was only half decent one.