I’m a notorious skinflint traveller. If there’s a bus, I don’t take cabs; if there’s a 2-star hotel, I’ll look to see what the one star one offers; if there’s something going cheap, I’ll look for something that’s free. I know that there are more important things to spend money on – like coffee, food and alcohol.
A free science lecture on the big screen at Federation Square. It was about the likelihood of Earth being destroyed by an asteroid, but nobody seemed unduly concerned.
And of all cities, my home town Melbourne is in my mind supposed to be free. In the good old days I could eat at Mum’s and she’d do my washing for nothing.
I hadn’t spent a day or a cent there for years, and there were a lot of new developments to catch up on. The Melbourne Museum, new facilities at the mighty MCG, the Ian Potter Centre and Docklands have all been installed since last I was in town. My mission was to see them for nothing, or next to nothing. Continue reading
The early game - Sculpture: Louis Laumen
The Australian rules foot-ball match played on August 7, 1858 must have been a scrappy affair.
There were 40 players a side from Scotch College and Melbourne Grammar School, a field a quarter of a mile long, and the rules of the game not yet written. The game was continued over two more days and finally ended in a 1-all draw. Continue reading
Only the most fanatical cricket followers are here. I'm one.
It was free to visit the ‘G’, so I took the opportunity. It was at the Melbourne Cricket Ground, the mighty MCG, then, now and forever Australia’s greatest sporting venue, that I became a sports tragic. The G has changed dramatically, but my feelings about it have not. Continue reading