Nice work, Fukt! Banksy will be saying, ‘Damn! Wish I’d thought of that!’
I have a little assignment (paid, thanks) to write about Newtown, the inner city Sydney suburb.
As I wandered the streets and back lanes, researching the best coffee, restaurants, bookshops and bars (what a tough job I have!) some more-interesting-than-the-usual-rubbish street art caught my eye. Continue reading
Wilson St, Newtown is one of the few Sydney streets with a separate bike path – just down one side, but it’s a good start.
I’m lucky to have a fantastic boss who understands cycling. He provides showers and secure bike parking in the office. On a fine day, he knows I may pedal to work by the scenic route and arrive at my desk some hours later than usual.
That’s cool by him. He believes I’ll be refreshed, invigorated and more productive after my ride.
My employer occasionally gives me time off to go on a major cycling tour, and doesn’t mind when I spend some months each year in Amsterdam where I can live a carefree, car-free life, riding the bike every day. He takes it for granted that I’ll sometimes waste a few hours watching a bike race on TV.
Sure, the money is not great. However, as a self-employed writer working from home, I have a boss who’s an all-round terrific guy.
Today was officially designated Australia’s National Ride2Work Day. So naturally I warned my boss I’d be a little late, and joined the line of riders heading to the park in nearby Newtown for the Ride2Work Breakfast. Continue reading