Now I've pretty much grown out of chick lit but this one caught my eye. Based in Canberra and New York, Manhattan Dreaming is about a curator at the (alas, fictitious) National Aboriginal Gallery which is housed in Old Parliament House.
And it's full of references to Canberra haunts: Caph's in Manuka, The Kremlin Bar on Northbourne Avenue and Hayden Drive in Bruce.
Today, on the bus into town I turned the page and read this:Speaking of Canberra Theatre, I thought I'd share an ongoing "work" I'm creating out of fliers for shows.
Originally it consisted of just the Julie Andrews figure and her baggage and was called Sing-a-long-a Sound of Wombat Ennio. Since then it's been moved to a new position, lost a sock from the suitcase, and been extended:I now call it North Umbilical Bangara Dorothy, Sing-a-long-a Sound of Wombat Ennio
(*Because my cold and cold-drug addled brain can't think of a whitty title tonight)
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