Watching was surprised that this superb bad wall in Bentley East Victoria Park hasn’t been featured before. I can’t find it if it has. In any case its magnificence should be honoured forever. Could be a scene from Dune or Star Wars if not for the weatherboard.
Now a vanished worst apparently as of 7th June 2010. Vale pie wall.
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Marvellous. I can’t remember the last time I thought of a Bovell’s pie, or even one from Trahair’s in Hannan St, but I’m fangin’ for one now.
You have a death wish?
As a card carrying member of the Franz Reichelt Motorcycle Club, indeed I do, SW.
Bovell’s and Trahair’s used to be pretty good, back in the day.
Looks to be “The Great Wall of Bentley.”
I was lucky enough to be there as the Mongols launched a surprise attack.
I thought this was on Berwick in EVP? Could it be possible there are two of these?
Yep… Berwick.
I only say Bentley to highlight the negligence of our Curtin agents.
Right you are Shazza, it’s one of the best features on the street and definitely not worst. The timber panel used to screen a large tree which was too close to the boundary to continue the pie wall, but I gather the house was sold recently and the tree chopped down.
How can this be “not worst?”
It reminds me of the tacky attempts at natural rock formations that you would see at an amusement park or on the set of an amateur theatre company.
Yep Shazz, Vic Pk it is.
Goddamn Mongolians !
Superb. It appears to have saved the house from an exciting ‘car in living room’ moment on at least one occasion too. Lucky they didn’t put too much butter in the mixer.
Adele has quit the Greens and wants to marry Troy and live in a house made of pie
Hello, hello, hello:
“WA political insiders say that controversial Greens party MP Adele Carles is preparing to leave the Greens party before she is pushed and will attempt to hang on to her traditionally safe Labor state seat of Fremantle, with political and financial support from the state’s Liberals at the next state election not due until 2012.”
http://www.vexnews.com/news/9222/adele-carles-we-did-it-again-vexnews-is-first-with-the-worst/
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA oh man that’s funny
Who ate all the pies?
Pie you say? The question is what sort?
http://fafblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/friday-pie-blogging-elite-saturday.html
I immediately thought cornish pasty - perhaps the Cornish version of the wine cask house?
I had a pastie this morning to celebrate the pie wall.
i would like to see it cut open, perhaps by waaaa-kching’s p76, and have gravy and gobs of meat flow over the pavement.
Your’e a true visionary vegan, that’s got ooshta all over it.
thanks shazz.
now, waaa-kching – are you up for some real ooshta?
script your own worst.
I’m up for anything. Now where did I put that P76…
The crimping is the handle that the coal miners used at lunch time, to keep their pasties free of coal dust.
Hell no!
Not worst at all.
Rather evocative, even if only of so many of my Mother’s delicious pastries.
Quite an appropriate post with Mothers’ Day this weekend.
Do I detect a modicum of Gaudian influence in the design?
It beats anything out of the furnaces of Midland Brick et al.
Definitely to be encouraged in the face of Perth’s eternal architectural aesthetic drought.
No. Decidedly not worst.
Why don’t you marry it then?
If anyone built on of these in my neighbourhood they would get an exciting ‘car in living room’ moment.
Rolly. Buddy. Please.
“Gaudian?”
Perhaps the utter crappiness of this wall is not obvious in the photo and can only be appreciated up close. I crave variety in the built envronment as much as anyone else, but not if it is as poorly executed as this.
Yes. Mind numbingly, spine shudderingly, Worst.
more Wintoning:
http://www.watoday.com.au/entertainment/tv-and-radio/tim-winton-the-fridge-fixer-20100506-ueoo.html
I want a two hundred word essay from each of you in the Winton style, incorpoarting a fridge, a house that looks like a pie, a beanie, and the phrase ‘surfy stoner dude’
bonus points will be awarded for including a clumsy double entendre of Kerry Fox
Mr Shazza was almost an extra on the Cloudstreet set last week.
And still no one has sent me a picture of the proceedings.
Wouldn’t his teeth be too even for Wintoning?
Apparently they were seeking clean cut, thinnish types. No smiling necessary I assume. Just hanging in the background. My friend if one of the casting agents, they were down an extra and she said Mr shazza sprang to mind as a fill in. I doubt he would have agreed to participate being shy and all. But I was secretly hoping he would so i would have an excuse to get on set and take some shots.
Oh well.
Scratching a sandy scalp under his beanie, Clem reflected that he never did figure out why Becky had called him a ‘surfy stoner dude’. Sure, he surfed, like they all did back then. And he sure was a dude. He smiled at that as he walked, taking a bite from the steaming Mrs Macs he had bought from the corner store just minutes earlier. He’d was wary of the word ‘dude’; means a camel’s dick, someone told him. It probably came about back when there were camel drivers here, just as his grandad told him – swarthy Afghans who broke from their usual inscrutability into open annoyance whenever one of the larrikins called out ‘Ooshta’. ‘Stoner’? He smiled even harder at that one. Nick and him had each done two buckets that morning; the bud made him feel languorous, and yet alive: the magpies’ songs were symphonies, and could feel the ambrosial pie dissolving into its billion component atoms in his gullet. Hang ten, what’s this? He had turned his bloodshot eyes from the council footpath, with the words ‘Shire of Belmont’ or the occasional child’s handprint stamped into the grey slabs, to the pie-crust coloured house that now stood before him. But it wasn’t only pie coloured: the house actually looked like a pie. Dim childhood images of shortbread cottages swam through his mind. Somehow he just had to go and knock on the door. It was promptly answered by a foxy red-head who smiled lasciviously at his crotch. ‘Sheesh, he thought, ‘my lucky day’. ‘There’s plenty more pies inside’, she mouthed breathily, before taking his hand and leading him in. ‘It’s like a fridge in here’, he thought, before she closed the door….
Nothing about the freezer ice resembling the white beach sand of Gerro? Lovely Wintoning nonetheless.
excellent Wintoning
when I read that I can almost smell the sea…
To have a crack at the fridge, turn to 26.
To have a down-to-earth hissy fit, turn to 41.
Hissing like the old Kelvinator his dad kept out in shed, with its colloquy of faintly jangling russet bottles, from which Clem and Nick took their first surreptitious swigs of Export?
Every time I think the spark has gone, you come up with another winton.
While the spark is elusive, the spirit is not. Would quote the Bible here, if I could be fucked.
body weak nf?
More that the letter killeth, Vegan.
Uncle Owen? Aunt Beru?
Chrust on a bike!
All part of God’s flan.
we’re not doing another long list of half baked puns, are we?
Always ready to rise to the occasion. Yes, how did we get onto baking puns again?
Oh come on, you’d have to expect a few at yeast
Pie agree.
Knew you’d soon be here SW, with all your customary zest.
Thank choux NF.
Tart does it. I’m fed up with these mealy-mouthed puns. It doughs against the grain of everything we strive to achieve.
I too filo as though we’ve had a baker’s dozen too many of these, though it’s no reason to huff, J-J.
I seed your point. I oven think we can take these tins too far.
Why do I get the filling you’re not taking this seriously, SW?
Just gateau’t out of your system already
Nevertheless, I’m going to keep egging him on.
hmm, eventually his resolve will wither and crumb-le
I dought it.
This is all a bit puree-tannical,
pie-ling on.Ordure or odour , that is the question.
Πr² off t the top, usually
You do carroway on.
maybe it’s time to clove this thread
I just wanted to reply because I can, and my text will be squashed up really small.
Also visit my site, I am trialling some GPS tracking, so you all know where I live and where I go on a daily basis: http://bonez.ath.cx
Looks like you had an exciting day yesterday, man. Instead of the GPS ruse, you could just say, “I live in Bunbury”
You didn’t make it to Hutt Drive? Would have been nice to see you tracked to The Dog Rock Motel.
Here’s the real question…
Beats me, NF.
I heard that Adele Carles has been closely watching the British General Election and is excited by the prospect of a well hung Parliament
Thank-you, I’m here all week. Try the pie.
A horrific thought that Buswell sampled some of hers.
what is more horrific is that she let him.
Let him, or asked him to?
yeah, talk about porky-pies in parliament
har har talk about a sausage roll
Yeah. What a dick.
a spotted dick? probably
and a creamy pie
A-a-w-w!
Come on, you guys!
So glad to see EVP featured here, so many worsts. The fence is a landmark or crapdom. Originally it was shaped as ‘waves’ but the council didn’t like it and made them fill in the gaps. Perhaps the waves were dangerous to potential feral intruders. As someone already mentioned, the ocean of concrete (I saw them build it over moulded chook wire so probably not that sturdy) had a nice little gap to accommodate a tree which has since been removed. I actually looked at the house when it was on the market in 1999 for $135,000 (pre crap wall which is a feature in itself). It was too shitty even for me – I ended up buying one a few streets down next to a servo and near the two storey brothel – oh sorry, thai restaurant.
I meant landmark of crapdom. Typo in my excitement if finally having something to say….
I meant landmark OF crapdom. Typo in my excitement of having something to say.
So it is actually a brothel? EVP also has the amazing blue house/desert garden featured here some years ago.
it certainly is. Upstairs only. The carpark was full the other day. One could say the place was pumping.
Hi EVP feral. I remember the previous wave like formation. I used to knock around that neck of the woods myself. Having lived on Balmoral, Berwick, Ashburton, amongst others.
There is an ocean fence just a short walk from me on a main road in Freo, possibly inspired the above one??
Anyway good to have you on board.
Many thanks. And yes, perhaps the wave family moved to where their installations would be more acceptable. I cannot understand why the wave wall is so offensive to the council yet they allow people to build bland, tasteless, cream brick pieces of shit all over the place. I have to put an application in just to replace my broken asbestos fence, just because it faces the street. Perhaps my asbestos fibres filling the air add to the amenity of evp
The wall was pulled down this weekend. Why was it not heritage listed? So many questions.
Vanished already? Didn’t have the balls of the Maylands one obviously.
All alone, or in two’s,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they’ve given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it’s not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger’s wall.
LOL yhay looks just like a pie to and i dont like Bentley i dont know why i just dont.
i ment yay.