Home life, TV

Home improvement

Yes, sometimes my blog isn't about transport. If you'd prefer to see only transport posts, you can use this link. Here's a post where I ramble on about recent upgrades around my house. Wall insulation I had wall insulation installed earlier in the year. The winter gas bill came in recently. It's down 37.7% from the previous year. We were away for a bit of time, but nowhere near tha

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Where are you really from?

I found SBS's "Where Are You Really From" to be compelling viewing. If you don't look ethnic, you won't know the experience of people asking where you're from -- and not taking "Sydney" for an answer. They don't want to know where you're from. They want to know where your family originated. The whole series had some powerful stories, but it was the first episode that particularly stru

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The Old Bill

I used to love The Bill, way back when it was a cop show with a sense of realism, rather than a full-on soapie. The episodes I enjoyed the most, season 4 (from 1988) are currently airing on the ABC, in the middle of the day (around 3pm, and again the next morning around 5am). I've got my PVR recording them and I'm checking to see if any memorable episodes pop-up that I want to watch again. B

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Video shops are dead – but streaming video ain’t perfect

Let's see if I can go a whole week without writing a blog post about level crossings. Video shops are dead. For a while there was one (or more) in every suburb. Where I live now in Bentleigh there were at least two. Even Glenhuntly, where I lived in the late-90s, had two. They were close enough that mostly, I could walk to them. M's house in Footscray was the exception -- the video shops aro

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Sydney Sunday: Doctor Who galore

Sunday! And so we get to the main excuse reason for the trip to Sydney on this specific weekend: the Doctor Who Festival. I've been to Comic-Con in Melbourne twice, but this was a different beast: 98% dedicated to Doctor Who, with little bit of Sherlock (which has many of the same producers/writers/crew members/fans!) getting a look-in too. But its official status meant this event got big guns in

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It’s okay

I don't know if anybody's done this before, but... It's from The West Wing, the finale of season 1, a signal the staff work out to indicate that the Space Shuttle has resolved an issue while on a mission. The show is known for infusing humour into the drama -- in this case, the Shuttle plot line in this episode is of consequence, but the gesture lightens it up. A couple of us started usi

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The ABC Shops to close

Warning! No transport content! If you only want to see transport blog posts, you can use this URL, or sign up to the email alerts! My first recollection of the ABC Shop in Melbourne was a small space in their then Lonsdale Street radio HQ, which was where the County Court is now -- on the corner of Queen Street. I think it's where I got the 1983 Doctor Who 20th Anniversary Special book (a lo

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Sense8’s public transport. Can you name the cities?

I'm always interested to see portrayals of public transport in popular culture. I've been watching the Netflix series Sense8 -- I'm a bit over halfway through it. (And I just realised the Wikipedia article includes spoilers, so watch your step if you're planning to watch it). It's pretty good -- at least, I'm intrigued enough by the story to keep watching. It's scifi, created by the minds be

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Photos from March 2005

In my continuing quest to post ten year old photos, I went looking for good stuff from March 2005. There isn't much of interest, alas. It was the month that the new revamped rebooted Doctor Who started -- on 26th March 2005 -- and I did find this photo of Jeremy -- not watching from behind the sofa per se, but close to it. Oh, here's an (official?) tenth anniversary video: Small eggs