Thursday, December 11, 2014

Enjoy Summer In Melbourne

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Collingwood Children’s Farm

Located much closer to the CBD than one would expect to find a farm, it is only a short drive or a pleasant walk along the Yarra. Collingwood farm is a modern day, sustainable version of Old McDonald’s farm. Full of all the animals you would expect. The seven hectare property includes gardens, animals, markets and a café.

There is opportunity to milk cows, pet guinea pigs, ride horses, bottle feed new born animals and roam with the goat. The famer can attract big numbers of family gatherings and children’s parties. The size of the property means that there is still plenty of room to roam away from the crowds.

The food in the café is delicious, alternatively take a picnic and sit quietly somewhere on the grounds. The cafes and bakery of Abbotsford Convent are also just next door. Stay for an hour, stay for a day

Families $18
Adults $9
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Children $5

DF Tours

DF Tours offers 2hour Photographic Walking Tours in and around Melbourne CBD. They are great opportunity to see some of Melbourne’s buildings, laneways and icons in a new and different way.

The tours also offer instruction in digital photography; shutter speed, aperture, and composition, making the tours suitable for novice and experienced photographers alike.  A great way to learn how to use the new camera you received from Father Christmas.

DF Tours offers both day and night tours on set dates, private tours and group bookings are also available.

All $50 Dec and Jan (normally $66)


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City Sightseeing

The red hop-on-hop-off bus offers two routes in Melbourne, making it an easy and affordable way to travel between all of the major tourist attractions.
The CBD route has 15 stops including Federation Square, Docklands, Victoria Markets, Melbourne Zoo, Melbourne Museum and the Zoo. The St Kilda route, has 11 stops including Federation Square, The Shrine of Remembrance, Luna Park and South Melbourne Beach.

24hour and 48hour tickets are available. The bus includes onboard commentary in various languages. Through the website also offers package deals including entry into a number of Melbourne’s tourist destinations.

Adults from $35
Concession from $30
Children from $15
Families from $70

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Kayak Melbourne

See the sights of Melbourne from the unique vantage point of gently paddling along the Yarra River. There are different tours available that vary in length and have different inclusions including yoga and the Eureka Skydeck.

Instruction will be given to newbees. Paddling is a surprisingly relaxing way to get a lot of exercise and have a bit of fun in the water. What a great way to soak up the summer sun.

For the landlubbers there is also a bike tour available.


From $72pp

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

I Hate Christmas Shopping

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I hate Christmas shopping. There I’ve said it. I usually like a bit of retail therapy but Christmas shopping just breaks my spirit.

Its not the overly happy carols blaring in every retail outlet and mall – though the repetitiveness is annoying. It’s not the in-your-face and oh-so-tacky decorations. What the hell is tinsel? And, surprisingly, it is neither the crowds swarming to the exact same bargain bins you are, nor the size of the prams that, when unfolded’ are bigger than the car, they arrived in.

It is the selections of the gifts themselves. The higher the obligation – read extended family -  or the more you care and respect for the person – read partner closest friends – the harder it is to buy chose the right gift.

Colleagues, general friends and acquaintances are easy as the gifts can be pretty generic, something found at a local Christmas market. Thats what soaps, bath gels and candles are for.

Starting with the gifts you want to buy, those for the people you care for and respect the most.

Wandering through store waiting for the gift to “jump off the shelf” at you never works. The music, tinsel and flashing lights will dull your senses, so even if the perfect gift was right there on the shelf in front of you would be oblivious to their presence.

You have an idea for a gift, in fact you think it is a great idea. You go to the shops, lots of them, only to discover that the gift you thought was perfect either does not actually exist or it costs double the limit you set yourself.

Then there are the obligatory gifts, those that come with the highest of expectations and the most damning of judgements. It is expected that the gifts are obviously of a certain monetary value quality. The gift is also expected to be quite personalised for the receiver – monogrammed handkerchiefs don’t count. Ideally they also reflect the relationship between the giver and receiver. Ironically the higher the obligation, the lower the actual relationship.

People with a much known passion appear, on the surface at least, to be easier to buy for. In reality you become paralysed by the fear that you bought the cat lover them the same porcelain figurine of a mother cat cleaning its kitten’s anus for a birthday 2 years ago.

Oh to be a child again where gift giving was a simple as wrapping up loose change or decorating a pinecone with glitter a giving them to siblings.


Visit  dftours.com.au  for unique photographic gift ideas including: photographic walking tours, prints, smart phone & tablet covers, t-shirts and cushions. Gift certificates are also available.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Movie Review - Fury

This is full of spoilers, so be alert (but not alarmed).

Unlike Brad Pitt, I miraculously survived Fury, but I was left with many unanswered questions. Questions like why did Hollywood, 69 years after the end of the war feel the need to produce a propaganda film? Are there still ally soldiers scurrying across Europe looking for “Krauts” that need a bit of pepping up?

What the hell was the eggs for lunch scene all about, and why was it so damn long? Norman sits down to play the piano whilst his comrades are raiding properties to rid the earth of the scourge that is Nazi military, yet the sound of the music does not result in a quick and brutal response from the troops outside. Neither did the movement of Irma at the window as she cooked the eggs. On the cooking of the eggs, did Irma cook the eggs really slowly or was Norman REALLY quick in the bedroom with Emma? The loved up couple were ready before lunch was served.

How fortunate was it that when the house in which Irma and Emma resided was bombed in an airstrike and the building collapsed on top of them that Emma’s body ended up neatly on top of the rubble? Her position made it easy for Norman, who falls in love as fast as he orgasms, to bid her an emotional farewell.

Was the tank “fury” made by the A-Team? Just like the cast and their 1983 GMC Vandura G-class cargo van and their endless cavalcade or homemade armoured vehicles constructed by welding rubbish bins to golf carts, the tank was indestructible. No amount of bullets, missiles or anti-tank artillery can stop this vehicle or its inhabitants. Finally a land mine does break its tread, the equivalent of a flat tyre. Something not even B.A. Baracus had to contend with.

Now stranded in the middle of a crossroad, the very crossroad they were there to defend, they have to defend themselves against a platoon of SS soldiers. How did they know they were SS troops? Brad Pitt told them so, apparently he could tell by the sound of their singing.

The fight commenced in broad daylight, yet suddenly changed to middle of the night. I know in the Arctic Circle that sunset can last days if not weeks, but can it change in a blink of an eye from day to night in Germany? I don’t know I have never been there.

The inhabitants of the tank fight courageously killing off hundreds of German soldiers. Singing SS soldiers no less. They kill them in a way only an American tank lead by an all-American hero in an American made movie can. Many of the German’s were on or at the base of the tank at the time they were killed. They fell into the mud around the tank. Where did the mud come from as there was no rain? That aside, who moved all of the bodies off the road onto one of the four verges surrounding the intersection? As the camera pans up, all of the German casualties are clear of the tank leaving the vehicle sitting like a round-a-bout in the centre of the cross road.

How did Norman know the footsteps on the tank the day after the battle were those of American troops rescuing him and not German troops ensuring everyone was dead? Maybe Brad Pitt taught him how to discern military allegiances by sound – the same way he good discern the oncoming Germans were SS troops. Thankfully he knew he were American and did not shoot them when they opened the hatch.

Who cleaned the window on the rear door of the ambulance? When filmed from inside the ambulance the window was covered in dirt and grime from the road making for an eerie and gritty shot as Norman looks out of the ambulance at the death around him. Then the angle changes to outside the ambulance looking back at the distressed Norman as he drives away. Now the grime is all but gone so that the window perfectly frames Norman’s face.

Despite all of these and many more questions arising from this Sony Pictures production but the biggest is Brad Pitt’s hair. Ignoring the very non military style, it is always perfect. No amount of time inside or riding a top of a tank or hours wearing a helmet, not even endless battles will mess this do.

At worst it looks as though a mate has given his hair a quick tussle, but the quiff only moves from salon perfect to carefree. Either way his hair was always at the ready for a fashion photography shoot or a red carpet.

They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old

Age shall not weary them, nor bad hair days condemn…

Sunday, December 7, 2014

It's Just Not Cricket 2 (for 22)

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Richie Benaud is more than the voice of a generation, he is the voice of summer for a nation. It was Richie that introduced me to the game of cricket during the Chappell, Lillee, Marsh era.

Over the years Richie has taught me the rules of the game the positions of the field and the language of the sport. Yes he is so loved that the nation all knows him on a first name basis. After all he has spent more than 40 years in people’s living rooms across the summer months. He has been with us whilst we play with Christmas toys, fight with siblings, parents and partners, do the ironing, have lazy days in pyjamas, get drunk and take little summer afternoon naps.

A true servant of the game, Richie has become a master. He has a skill that more commentators should try. He knows how to say nothing and let the action speak for itself. As they say a picture speaks a thousand words. Television is all about the pictures. When he does speak, even in the most exciting moment of a game Richie has a reserved humility in his tone. An approach that has endeared him to generations of many nations

Richie can also laugh at himself happily commentating on spectators dressed as himself resplendent with beige sports coats and grey hair. Enjoying the send up of himself and the Channel Nine commentary team in Billy Birmingham's “The Twelfth Man”, living the adage that imitation is the greatest form of flattery.

Now 84 years of age, Richie was not on air in Australia during the 2013-14 season as he recovered from injuries sustained in a car accident. Now the nation holds its breath for news of his recovery, this time from skin cancer. Partly out of love and respect for the man that his life may continue to be long healthy and happy and partly for more selfish reasons. Summer just isn’t the same without his dulcet tones. It would be fitting for Benaud to retire in his 87th year in a little nod to Australian cricket superstition.

The cricketing world has suffered greatly at the beginning of the Australian 2014 summer, with the tragic death of Phillip Hughes. Now more than ever the Australia needs the “father” of cricket commentary to calmly sooth our collective souls and tell us everything is going to be alright.



Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Hipsters are to blame

First the Hipsters ruined the simple pleasure of a take away coffee by removing the simplicity. Now the beans have to be organic, fare-trade, hand reared, grain fed, certified vegan, biodegradable packaged, no carbon footprint, super beans. The coffee itself is not complete without a renaissance art replica being created in the milk.  We also cannot even order a coffee without first becoming personally acquainted with the skinny jeaned, paisley shirted barista, who will not pull up the next recycled, bamboo fibre, disposable cup without knowing our name.  All of which takes time. Grabbing a coffee used to be something you could do quickly, on a whim. Now it is such a length process it needs to be diarised, the day needs to be planned to accommodate the event that is “getting a coffee to go”.

The skinny jeans, paisley shirts and shoes like grandpa used to wear were soon not enough. Now they needed beards. Full, thick beards. Beards that could be stroked to purvey a sense of wisdom and understanding. Beards that could be braided, or put into a pony tail to purvey a sense of wanker. Beards that make you look like a bushranger or a member of a ZZ Top cover band. This desire for facial hair cutting deep into the profits of razor and shaving manufacturers. Sure electric clipper sales were increasing as facial hair, in fact all body hair, now had to be sculptured. Manscaped. But clippers are a once off purchase. Shaving blades were monthly.

Following the growth of facial hair came the growth of head hair. Long flowing locks like the 70s. A look that looked ridiculous then and no better now. Sure the 70s blow waved and now it is in top knots but it still looks ridiculous. The topknot is sure to be one of the first fashion pieces to be heartedly laughed at when the obsession with wearing their grandparents clothes without the slightest hint of irony, accessorised with glasses with no prescription, pre-tied bow ties and bob socks comes to an end. The growth of head hair has done to the hairdressing/barber trade what the facial follicles have done to shaving.  It has also ostracised men who have genetic pattern baldness. Which may explain the increased popularity of the fedora. Hair like the BeeGees, beards like Ned Kelly and hats like Dick Tracey.

If ruining coffee, the shaver trade and the hairdressing profession was not enough, the hipster has now all but ruined one of the great charities. Starting in 2003 in Melbourne Australia to become one of the great initiative raising awareness and much needed funds for men’s health Movember success came from men being sponsored through donations to grow their facial hair throughout the month of November. One month of looking scruffy then a like a bit of a dick. The more outlandish the facial hair the better. Waxing moustaches like a 50’s dandy, handle bars like bikers, goatees like Colonel Sanders, and full beards like bushrangers. Now because of the self-centred, ego centric, look at me attitude of the hipster Movember is now unrecognisable. Is that person participating in Movember or just a Hipster? Who knows, and more importantly who cares. No one is talking Movember this year. Who is sponsoring a mate to keep the facial hair that they already had.

The Australian cricket team used to be big supporters and participants in Movember, and they might be again this year, but who can tell. Mitchell Johnson has kept his Chopper Read handlebar moustache for a couple of seasons. He had it when his success rate improved phenomenally, and like Sampson hair, he kept it believing it gave him strength. Warner has sported a moustache reminiscent of cricketers in the 80’s for a long time. During five day test matches, historically players do not shave so who can tell what they are doing.

I am not sponsoring anyone this year because I do not want to inadvertently be supporting the creation of a new Hipster or be enabling an existing Hipster to continue their lifestyle. The price of their artisan coffees is so high nowdays, I figure a donation has already been added.