a complaint from around 100 years ago when Melbourne was a dirty little town full of filthy spitting men:
"Frequently I have to pass a locality where there are a number of dentists. Evidently some of them turn out their clients into the streets before they should, judging by the sanguinary expectoration they deposit onto the paths and roads outside these establishments. Apart from the sickening unsightliness of it all, I write to you in the interests of public health."
"You could get a plate of peas with vinegar, pepper and salt for a penny."
Charlie Frederickson (the man outside Hoyts) talking about Bourke Street on a Saturday night
Got the perfect badge for my upcoming NSFW Mucky Melbourne Walking Tour from @saveyourselfshop It's made by @shell_valentine_tattoo & the shop. The staff there are really friendly too. The shop is full of interesting stuff, I love the retro pins.
During one evening shift on the Coburg line, we received an urgent call to go to Royal Park station. On arrival we found a considerable amount of blood on the platform and in the doorway of the office. On entering the office there was a middle-aged man sitting in a chair clutching himself, and literally soaked in blood. Also in the office was the SM (station master) and a middle-aged lady. It transpired that the man had exposed himself to the lady on the train, and far from being phased, she immediately applied the toe of her shoe with considerable force to the offending area, resulting in a severe laceration and profuse bleeding. When the train reached Royal Park she had to help him from the train to seek help from the station staff. The ambulance arrived and carted him off to hospital, and a prosecution eventually followed.
from Life on Victorian Railways by Nick Anchen
The Age: Page 1, 09/02/1973
30 tons of porn stuck in warehouses for around 2 years. When they tried to return it no one wanted it. Most of it ended up as landfill.
The 40th International Eucharistic Congress happened in Melbourne on February 18–25 in 1973. If you think that had anything to do with the police raids you must be some sort of anti-catholic communist homosexual
In the area now known as Southbank there was a fountain made up of platforms spraying water onto the one underneath it.
It'd be great to catch the mist on a summers day. Modern water restrictions mean this wouldn't happen now. At night there was more than water being sprayed because the area was a notorious beat.
In the late 80s down this lane was a lingerie cafe where you could get lunch served to you by women in their underwear. I worked as a delivery guy at a bottle shop nearby but my boss always delivered their alcohol personally, even though he never did deliveries for anyone else, that was my job. The place lasted 6 months at the most. I never got to see inside.
Now my Fringe show is done for this year I'd like to thank all the people who did the Mucky Melbourne Walking Tour with me, @thelisaskye for the help, encouragement & inspiration, Slow TVs 7hr train video for the background noise when preparing the script and @melbfringe for encouraging me to do my first walking tour last year.
Now to rest my poor legs.
Due to a mispronunciation of a spell & an unfortunate demon bite I had to cancel tonight's Mucky Melbourne Walking Tour but I'll be back walking around talking filth on Thursday night
I'm memory of the great podcast/show on Saturday night, if you use the code "sexysnacks" when buying a ticket for the Mucky Melbourne Walking Tour you'll get a few dollars off!