On the Golden Couch with ...

Our inaugural Golden Couch interviewee, first came to my attention when I was perusing Pencilmark Lane. My eye was drawn instantly to a height chart, which was covered with brilliantly bold, humorous and expertly crafted vector characters. When I whooped with delight, the lovely lady behind the counter informed me that it was conjured by Ballarat’s own…

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BallaFornia: I ain’t afraid of no ghosts

It is time to don your overalls, stuff your Walkman full of some pumpin’ Ray Parker Jr tunes, and ensure your proton streams don’t cross. Why? Because there are ghosts to be found at the Eastern Station Hotel!

The Australian Paranormal Society will be holding an overnight investigation at Australia’s most haunted hotel. You will get to experience what it’s like to be involved in a paranormal investigation, use the equipment and learn about the field from some very experienced investigators.

I can’t say that I really believe in ghosts, but I do believe that at the very least you will find spirits behind the bar!

More info: http://www.ballafornia.com/i-aint-afraid-of-no-ghosts/

Vegepals

So, it must be a completely contented betrothed man living in the country thing, but I'm now totally nuts for this whole gardening craze … which folk have been gas-bagging about for the last few thousand years. 
My late blooming passion is based on the fact that for practically my whole adult life, I've lived in apartments (my place in Tokyo was smaller than the home studio in which I'm typing this bit of bollocks from), and I only ever got to sow bottles of vodka from the local off-license, and propagate steaming hangovers.
But, now I have a big block of fecund soil, I'm totally sold on getting my hands filthy while the rest of me basks in organic glory. And my son, Cash, digs it too… well, being a boy, he loves the digging part of crop creation - unfortunately that’s rapidly followed by the destroying of said crop creation in a Godzilla versus the aforementioned Tokyo kinda way.
Anyhoo, as it is bloody freezing here in BallaFornia today (after a teasing hint of Summer yesterday), and we couldn't create/destroy crops, I decide to whip up these little characters.
I'm popping them in little laminated pockets next to our seedy underworld, and teaching my boy to love our little veggie/fruity/herby brethren… that is until we totally masticate them!