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Australia

First time anyone's blown other people up in this country since the Hilton bombing.
The Sydney Hilton bombing occurred on 13 February 1978, when a bomb exploded outside the Hilton Hotel in Sydney, Australia. At the time the hotel was the site of the first Commonwealth Heads of Government Regional Meeting (CHOGRM), a regional off-shoot of the biennial meetings of the heads of government from across the Commonwealth of Nations. Two garbage men and one policemen were killed, with several others injured.

Weirdly, no one has ever been convicted. It took eleven years for charges to be laid on two members of this fruitcake sect but the evidence against them, provided by a police informant was discredited and the charges were dropped.

The chief witness against them then confessed and was jailed but released because his confession was ludicrous. By that time it was 1997 and everyone had given up.

However, one graffiti artist had an idea, and his/her best guess as to the perpetrator can still be seen on a rocky outcrop in Booth St, Annandale.
 
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Could you translate...because my eyes just are not getting it


I think I can make out 'Fraser' and 'Hilton', which makes absolutely no sense to me at all.

Why would the Prime Minister blow up a Pub?


As an aside, I recognise that house, as would anyone if they'd driven past it, I imagine. I used to live at Petersham, just up the road.
 
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British pair to retrace Burke and Wills trek


Two British adventurers will follow in the footsteps of Burke and Wills in a trek across the Australian outback.

Former double Olympic rowing champion James Cracknell and fellow TV presenter Ben Fogle plan to set out in October on a walk of more than 6,000 kilometres from Melbourne to the Gulf of Carpentaria and back.

The pair have already rowed across the Atlantic and competed in a foot race to the South Pole.

Robert Burke and William Wills set out on their epic journey in August 1860 and managed to complete the south-north leg before perishing during their return.

ABC News


This'll end well. Why would you choose to retrace the steps of the Dodgy Brothers of outback exploration?

But what really caught my eye was the bit I bolded. I don't care who these fruitcakes are, or how resilient they are, I refuse to believe they raced to the South Pole on bloody foot.

Unless the start line was like, about a click away, maybe.
 
Could you translate...because my eyes just are not getting it


'Fraser is the Hilton Bomber'

It's old and faded so I'm guessing it was contemporary or nearly. One of the last remaining bits of famous Sydney graffiti. One of the classics of which was on Liberty St iirc and read 'Arms for Afghanistan!' under which some wit wrote: 'Legs for Tito!'
 
British pair to retrace Burke and Wills trek
<snip>Why would you choose to retrace the steps of the Dodgy Brothers of outback exploration?
Why would you choose to retrace the route of somebody who didn't succeed in covering it the first time?

Yeah, yeah, I get the do-something-nobody-else-has-successfully-done thing. But the pile of bodies along the way acts as a disincentive to me.
 
'Fraser is the Hilton Bomber'

It's old and faded so I'm guessing it was contemporary or nearly. One of the last remaining bits of famous Sydney graffiti. One of the classics of which was on Liberty St iirc and read 'Arms for Afghanistan!' under which some wit wrote: 'Legs for Tito!'


Love it.

If you're talking famous Sydney graffiti, eventually this will come up in the conversation if you're talking to someone my age or older:


Eternity.jpg



I'll write up the story later, after nap time.
 
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THE STORY OF ARTHUR STACE


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Mr Arthur Stace​


He started early, usually before dawn ,and he wandered through all the streets of Sydney. Every morning he was somewhere else, Wynyard, Glebe, Paddington, Randwick, Central Station. As he said - where God directed him. Every night the message appeared in his head.

He was a very little man, bent, grey-haired, only five feet three inches tall and just seven stone. He looked frail enough to blow away.Then with the formality of another generation he always wore a grey felt hat, tie and prim double-breasted navy blue suit.

Sometimes in the dawn light he would be seen around Wynyard Station. He would nod to the drunks still left on the pavement and he would look at the debris of the affluent society stretched out on the park benches, trying to keep warm under newspapers. If he detected any movement there would be a pat on the head or a warm greeting.

He had the air of a man who understood.

As he walked every so often he would stop, pull out a crayon, bend down and write on the pavement in large, elegant copperplate - ETERNITY. He would move on a hundred yards then write it again, ETERNITY, nothing more, just one simple word.

For thirty-seven years he chalked this one-word sermon and he wrote it more than half a million times.


The Story of Arthur Stace

Wikipedia

Wesley Mission, Sydney


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Graffiti?​



Funny story for a rabid atheist to post, eh?

I suspect it's a funny world, actually, but I'm waiting on confirmation of this.
 
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British pair to retrace Burke and Wills trek

This'll end well. Why would you choose to retrace the steps of the Dodgy Brothers of outback exploration?


Why would you choose to retrace the route of somebody who didn't succeed in covering it the first time?

Yeah, yeah, I get the do-something-nobody-else-has-successfully-done thing. But the pile of bodies along the way acts as a disincentive to me.


The orange bits are equivalent questions. I slanged.


:)
 
Great story Akhenaten.
You may be aware that I counsel alcoholics and addicts.
I had never heard of this bloke before - but why should I, I live in Melbourne and he died when I was still pooing my shorts.
I am going to do a little more research on him and he will become (I anticipate) another example of an individual I will use to help instill some hope in my clients/patients.

Cheers
 
Great story Akhenaten.
You may be aware that I counsel alcoholics and addicts.
I had never heard of this bloke before - but why should I, I live in Melbourne and he died when I was still pooing my shorts.
I am going to do a little more research on him and he will become (I anticipate) another example of an individual I will use to help instill some hope in my clients/patients.

Cheers


Few people not born and bred in Sydney would have heard of Mr Stace. For myself, the connection is even closer.

Mr Stace lived in Surry Hills, the inner-city suburb in which I was born, contemporaneously.

I can add to the above post, or write a complete article if you wish.

I was unaware of your counselling duties, but knowing you through your posts here, it surprises me not one whit.


I salute you, sir.
 
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I can recall back in the 60's when I was 7 - I was going to school in Sydney and we had some kind of hook up with one of the schools of the air. I dont remember much about why we did it or anything except we had to learn a song. As a class we had to sing for the other boys and girls listening on their radios. I have a vague memory other schools were involved, but cant say for sure

The Kookabura song

Kookaburra Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree
Merry merry king of the bush is he
Laugh Kookaburra, laugh Kookaburra
Gay your life must be

Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree
Eating all the gumdrops he can see
Stop Kookaburra, stop Kookaburra
Leave some gums for me

Kookaburra sits on the old gum tree
Counting all the monkeys he can see
Stop Kookaburra, stop Kookaburra
That's no monkey, that's ME!!!
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Well I was just listening to radio5 live uk. They are reporting on the owners of that ditty sueing the band " Men at work", for plagarism, regarding their 80s song "land down under" Got to cough up $20million apparently. All to do with the flute being a dead ringer for the original.

Aparently the flute solo waS added by a new member of the band who has no writing credit on the song and that it was that alone thatl cost the band much dosh. :eek:
 
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Well I was just listening to radio5 live uk. They are reporting on the owners of that ditty sueing the band " Men at work", for plagarism, regarding their 80s song "land down under" Got to cough up $20million apparently. All to do with the flute being a dead ringer for the original.

Aparently the flute solo was added by a new member of the band who has no writing credit on the song and that it was that alone thatl cost the band much dosh. :eek:


This is why we can't have nice things.


ETA: You're bloody quick on the uptake, I must say. That judgement was only handed down yesterday.
 
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Funny story for a rabid atheist to post, eh?

I suspect it's a funny world, actually, but I'm waiting on confirmation of this.

I know Sydneysiders who openly cried when that fireworks ended and the word eternity was blazing across the harbour bridge as part of welcoming the turn of the millenium in Sydney.

Arthur Stace is a wonderful inspiration. Regardless of religious beliefs etc he was a man who went from a position of no hope to inspiring millions through nothing more than writing a single word

A creepy side story. About a year afer he died. Sydney woke to find his chalked hand writing covering the streets. it only happened once, and no one ever owned up to it
 
I know Sydneysiders who openly cried when that fireworks ended and the word eternity was blazing across the harbour bridge as part of welcoming the turn of the millenium in Sydney.


I certainly did, and I was bawling my eyes out when I was creating the post as well. That's the real reason it was in two parts.

The first drawing is my work, not Mr Stace's (probably obvious).

I purposely used a different 'hand' to draw it rather than pretend I could do as good a job as the original.


Arthur Stace is a wonderful inspiration. Regardless of religious beliefs etc he was a man who went from a position of no hope to inspiring millions through nothing more than writing a single word


Exactly. Some things transcend personal belief, and this is one of them.


A creepy side story. About a year afer he died. Sydney woke to find his chalked hand writing covering the streets. it only happened once, and no one ever owned up to it


And nobody would be game to. Odd as it sounds, Sydnesiders of just about every religious persuasion, including me, would regard that as sacrilege, and would be inclined to take appropriate steps against the offender.
 
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During the 70-80's I used to be a courier in Sydney, so got to see my fair share of unusual things around the place. One that stands out was an old homeless guy who used to carry a peice of rose coloured glass with him.

It seems he felt he was able to detect the aliens by looking through the glass and inspecting various buildings, mainly around Surry Hills

Anyway one day this abortion clinic caught his eye. It had security guard out the front because of various threats of violence. The more the guard watched the hobo, the more excited the hobo became and visa versa. At one point I thought it was going to end in violence

Thankfully whatever the hobo was seeing didn't interest him enough and he moved on to other alien nests of corruption
 
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Surry 'ills, Paddo and the Cross. A different world.

Yes aren't they. I recall as couriers we had a nick name for Bondi Junction - Bondage jungle. And French's Forrest was changed the Fronches ferrest.

But if you ever wanted to see the really gritty side of Sydney you had to go down the top end of Everleigh Street at Redfern. The section that ran down the hill towards the city. Not the other side
 

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