The Worst of Perth » worst letterbox

Outrage Sunday 18 Pööplöp

rottobloggo — Sat, 03 Sep 2011 16:01:21 +0000

The Ikea catalogue arrived today: please please we will now see no more of those letterbox-cleaning TV ads repeated from last year. It is the lowest form of wit to make jokes about Ikea product names like Jerker, Fukta, Fartfull and Lyckhem. Perhaps company founder Ingvar Kamprad makes jokes about WA’s eccentric retail trading laws, which mean his enormous shop in Innaloo is packed on Saturdays but empty the day after. I’m sure the SA shop on Sir Donald Bradman Drive is thronged every day of the week, and no doubt famous Swedish people can buy what they want at midnight.

But the 376-page thing caused me angst: the bookshelves weren’t in the Workspaces chapter. The Billys and the Expedits turned up in Living Room, after coffee tables. Don’t get me wrong: I am no Ikea-boy seeking my erotic gratification. Nor was I wanting to have an extra-diegetic moment. I like inspecting the books on the shelves. How many copies of Find The Love of Your Life After 50 do you need in one claustrophobic space? Six, it seems: “We imagined what would happen if six friends decided to live together in 40 square metres.” What would happen? Prison riot.

I do admire, however, their retention of their umlauts, and those little circles above the As. It is almost enough to forgive them for their break-even hotdogs.

How long before I can turn on the fucking TV and watch the footy?

Twin Towers of The Lord

The Lazy Aussie — Mon, 25 Apr 2011 16:01:47 +0000

Adding Diagonal slots could have made it look like a ringhole. That would repel that junkmail. By Mixed Media Spearwood Ave. Spearwood.

Post Cocos

The Lazy Aussie — Mon, 21 Feb 2011 16:01:45 +0000

RubyRuby saw a once massive Cocos that had met its match in the form of a bog standard letterbox. The final indignity is a number 4 hammered into its mighty, (poxy) bark. Well done residents of number 4, Alexander Heights. Now how about doing the rest?

The Love Box

The Lazy Aussie — Mon, 14 Feb 2011 16:01:56 +0000

So, so, many great shots coming in from people, that I thought I better make an effort myself. I love this letterbox on Morley Drive. Is that Cupid? Eros? Romulus? Surely not Frig-in’ Loki? (That Loki shit is like, whoa dude, fuuuuck! by the way. Well worth subscribing to that site.)
Anyway. Morely drive. Now before you write in, can I stress that I LIKE the letterbox. You may want to take in the text above that explicity states that I love it. The letterbox is cool Daddyo, (if a little over engineered). Remember, I’m liking teh box. If someone’s asking me, “Dude, what’s goood?” I will be answering by referring them to this image. If only everyone’s mail could be blessed by a box such as this. This is a box I could get behind. Your privacy is not being invaded by someone taking a photo of your love box that’s in full view on a public road. Lovin’ the box, just quietly.

Weekend Worstoff 124

The Lazy Aussie — Sat, 11 Sep 2010 01:31:29 +0000

When MRS. Bento sends in two photos of flavoured knobs, you better take notice. She seems to have overcome her eye rolling at Bento’s worsting activities and waded in herself. Bravo if not kudos.

Mr Bento weighs in with this from Mullaloo. His comment “A letterbox with a finial. Cunts.” Cunts Indeed. Might also be the first Mullalloo worst. Not sure. I was reminded that we have never had a worst from Kelmscott. Extraordinary.Outrage found this extra, extra large poignant comment on the hung parliament in Shenton Park. They’re so subtle – and fat, out West.WAtching had sent me shots of the horse protest outside Mondo Butchers, but Inside Cover did a version before I could put them up. Worst well

A Flamingo’s Slot Closes…

The Lazy Aussie — Mon, 12 Jul 2010 16:01:48 +0000

It may be my brain or the fact that the number of posts is now over 1200, but I was certain that I had posted this magnificent Lathlain letterbox consisting of a vcr lashed to a concrete flamingo. And yet I can’t find it. I know it has been sent to me. How could I have neglected such a superb mound of crap?It’s even got the number 5 on it! JaneZ sent the latest pics, including its recent descent into vanished worst status. This is the exact same concrete flamingo that I need to complete my own set, but I fear this one will never grace a bed of agapanthas again. At least Dominos keep stuffing the vcr slot.

Box

The Lazy Aussie — Tue, 08 Jun 2010 16:01:24 +0000

WAtching is keen for this. I would have thought he could have made the effort and covered it with spunk or similar, but in any case, a nice worst. I think this is Vic Park. Home of the Angry Whopper?

Maddington Rex

The Lazy Aussie — Tue, 27 Apr 2010 16:01:18 +0000

Bohemian Carnivale spent some time in Maddington recently and took a number of pictures. This one was really nice. This one just seems to say Maddington, take me or leave me.

The Rustbelt

The Lazy Aussie — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 16:01:32 +0000

IT: An’ we did wheelbarrow racing, while waiting for lighting setups, you know what I mean..?”
MP: What you mean..?
IT: You know, wheelbarrow racing, you know? You Brits don’t have that here? C’mon!
MP: No, no, we do, we do. Like at fetes and ah, we’d have it at ahh, village sporting contests. At school. I’m not sure how it works in America…
IT: I don’t know what a fete is, but you do them from behind, you do them hard, and you’re holding their butt way off the ground while you are standing, like at that level and their hands are on the ground. While you’re doing them. Wheelbarrow racing? Do I have to explain it?
MP: Let’s ask Clive James.
Ice Tea & Michael Parkinson. Parky’s Last Interviews

Now this is what Perth historians of the distant future will be glad to find in the State Library archives, the confirmation of their hypothesis that Perth people once used the carcasses of wheelbarrows as stands for their letterboxes. From L Asivious. A nice photo of a classic worst. Wanneroo Rd Balga.

The Box

The Lazy Aussie — Thu, 24 Sep 2009 17:01:15 +0000

Fremantle. From Shazza. (Reels back, waiting for the shitstorm.) I suppose there’s no point in saying that I LOVE the letterbox? No, I thought not.