When you add in the internet, isn't it?
I am a member of the Aussie Bloggers Forum - a really helpful and wonderful group of bloggers from all over the shop, not just Oz - and there was a topic today referencing an article in the Sydney Morning Herald.
One of the bloggers mentioned there has a blog called "Life in Chippendale". As, in the early 90s I had a life in Chippendale, I thought I would check it out (as you do).
Can you imagine how blown away I was that one of the posts was a picture of a house I lived in?
Here is the house - imagine it green with a red door and two very funky chicks living within.
The flowerbox used to be square concrete painted red to match the door. Oh - and the door to the courtyard just going out of shot to the right? Broken glass as a burgler deterrent, because that is the sort of neighbourhood it once was!!
Across the road was a recording studio - great, you might think, if you weren't thinking how to stop those students practicing tuba on a Sunday afternoon.
A block away was a brewery - actually quite a lovely smell on the right day, a little offputting with the wrong wind.
The back yard was a haven of privacy - well, except for the factory workers on high behind, but we never saw them so assumed they could not see us. Right at the back was the outhouse, although it did have modern plumbing.
I shared with a beautiful friend in this house for nearly a year, and really loved my time there (well, except when someone stole our rent that time). Both my friend and I loved cooking, sewing and creating. We had no television but a wonderful record collection. The two bedrooms upstairs had japanese screens, and there was a wooden deck overlooking the back yard.
Anyone else had a moment of the circle of life being connected by blogging?