Apr 08 2008
the other side of the street upon which i reside
So, I live in Balmain here. I feel safe revealing that upon the intarwebs, because anyone with any rudimentry internet stalking skills could find that from my website. It’s an area with a lot of young families and people who are of an age who may be thinking about it. Fear not, I’m not about to moan about wanting to join in. One of me is more than enough. What it does mean is that there’s a lot of dogs about, which is great because I like dogs. The park I wander through daily is full of dogs by day and bats by night, which are also great. This also means that all the shops/cafes/pubs are run by people who like dogs, so dogs are generally allowed to hang about in the front areas and such. This I imagine is what Paris is like, because it means I can draw frivolous comparison. Which is fun. On the flip side, I hear there’s a lot of dog shit in Paris. That isn’t a problem here, I’m quite sure I’ve never had to avoid a barker’s nest whist taking a constitutional. Of course there’s far less ‘culture’ here, but sometimes culture and dog do are synonymous. Although to be honest, from what I’ve heard of french culture.. it’s rather better than excrement.
So all in all, there’s really bugger all in common between here and Paris. Shame really, I’d love to wander down the street and find these guys playing…
