Showing posts with label Redlands. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Redlands. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Little joke could be a big problem





I do get the joke. Someone has turned this sign on the Esplanade near Auster Street, Redland Bay, so it describes the open bay rather than the overhead wires on the street. Haha!
However, strikes by masts that have been accidently left up on trailer yachts is no laughing matter when they blackout suburbs.
I have treated the joke as it should by sending the picture, the location and why it is important to rectify to the Redlands City Council (rcc@redlands.qld.gov.au)who is responsible for the maintenance.
Can I urge anyone who sees a problem with public property that could lead to serious injury or inconvenience  (downed trees, graffiti and potholes) anywhere in Redlands to do this. The Council is very good at redirecting to whoever is really responsible and, usually, response is quick.
If you know who the local councillor is for the area, it helps to cc them too.



Posted from Lee Shipley's phone

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Things I will miss #1

Brown Sugar's Strawberry and Mango Salad

Ok, you have me. No mango in the picture. It is out of season but tons of all the other ingredients that make an exhausting midday run/walk from the Victoria Point Y, to the Brown Sugar Café, a few streets away on Colburn , worthwhile. Think about it: a little well seasoned chicken on a bed of strawberries, grapes, blueberries, cucumber, avocado, two types of lettuce tossed in a ginger, lime and coriander dressing. A little sparkling mineral water on the side cuts the sharpness. Predominantly outdoor seating, shaded in Summer, warm in the winter sun so you can watch the passing parade. Sigh, these are the kind of gentle pleasures of living in the sub-tropic Redlands.



Posted from Lee Shipley's phone


Monday, April 20, 2015

The Way of Rubbish

Write your own story.

Deep in preparation for walking the famed Pilgrim's Way over 800km from the French-Spanish border to Santiago de Compostela   next month.  But that is not important right now.
What is important is one of life's little mysteries that appeared on my hard three-hour, fully-laden forced march this morning.
Being a compulsive goody-two shoes, I nearly always pick up roadside rubbish on my Redland walks. I have gotten used to the sad fact that so many smokers take the time to crush empty packs before throwing them out of windows. Beer and mixed drink cans are usually uncrushed while energy drinks are quite often discarded half full.
Subway wrappers tend to be numerous but lonely McDonald's tend to be a whole family worth stuffed into a paperbag bursting in the next downpour. I usually score a shopping bag an hour.
Today the monotony was broken by some unused but discarded items. First. an expensive can of Asian beer, then only 20m further on a second, then, to complete, a full unopened pack of condoms. Write your own story.
 



Posted from Lee Shipley's phone


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