I walked from Embleton to Claremont and back yesterday and recorded the worsts. If the future wants to know what Perth was like on a Sunday morning in 2011, then this is what it iiiiissssss. I like that the vibrancy we’re getting from sinking the railway is a sullen white woman, a suspicious asian and a bloke with a beard with some kind of safari suit on. It’s practically EXACTLY AS I EXPECTED! The sullen whitey seems to be emoting, “I didn’t sign no fucking release form!” We will be getting giant Asians as well apparently.The sossie sign and the bong and detox are from the Arrondissement, (detox suspiciously near the Freedom centre). The porno is part of the new entertainment centre precinct. The highlight of the trip was the semi matching Valiant and Kombi in Subi. The last is three full bottles of beer left at the bus stop. Some kind of extra dry shitty concoction. But full? Dudes! Can’t you read a fucking timetable? The bus is coming Skull it!
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Now, that’s what I call Perth.
(That People/Picture(?) is in surprisingly good condition given the soaking it would have gotten over the weekend.)
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If the sausage sizzle sign, bong and detox tea are all nearby one another, perhaps they’re meant to be taken one after the other… smoke the bong, get the munchies and eat from the sausage sizzle, then drink the detox tea to, well, detox from the other two.
The old Entertainment Centre is looking very naked and exposed these days. There’s a deliciously gory view of the demolition from the buses going in and out of the back of Wellington St Bus Station.
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The Valiant and Kombi are a Not Worst.
(Thought it was a Premier at first glance, that would have been even better).
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Yes, Holden Premiers—especially the EH, HK, HQ and the king of ’em all (in my opinion), the HZ, but any really—are very much sought after vehicles and when in top original condition, fetch a five-figure sum.
But I rather the Valiants myself, as they are something of an underdog compared to the illustrious and more popular Holden, whereas the Falcons of that era seem to be somewhat orphaned nowadays, despite being a very popular car back in the day. Also I feel that the Vals were a more sassily stylish looking vehicle, for the people who wanted or needed a full-size family car, but wished to be a little more individual away from the Blue and Red camps…if I ever so needed something of that size these days, a diesel-engined Chrysler 300C wagon (the modern-day answer to Tonsley Park’s finest, the ones sold here built by Steyr in Austria) would suit me down to the ground, simply by sheer dint of having such an extrovert, almost thuggish, boulevard prowler perversely powered by compression ignition, with its attendant tractor clatter, rather than the more typical V8 snarl; bad attitude veneer with a thoughtful and honest heart. And I find appeal in that they appear to reference Chryslers, even Valiants, of yore, looking like a 70s Val side-on, an R series at the front and a VF from the rear.
Mind you, I’d just keep the standard alloys, rather than the blingy oversized ones liquorice-strap rubber so enamoured by wiggaz and CUBs.
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Have I shared this before? This pedestrian gouging masterpiece was on the bonnet of my 1970 Valiant.
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Noice.
Like so?
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Almost, but mine had round lights and obviously not the 6 cyl emblem. Maybe Teh Bag can narrow down the year.
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Yes, that’d be a VG Hardtop from mid-1970 to mid-1971, the one WAtching has pointed out…yours with the round light would’ve been the VF, which surfaced in September 1969 and was superseded by the VG in August the next year. If yours was a V8 (which featured the very cool hood ornament you’ve got a picture of), then it was a 318 Fireball (5.2 L).
So yours would have been similar to this one here.
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Yes 318 4door.
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Dunno why, but I was under the impression that it was a hardtop. But that’d have a very groovy car to cruise the boulevards in.
Mind you, the fuel bill wouldn’t have been too groovy, which has me recalling when I borrowed my Dad’s 1978 HZ Statesman: that was a marvellous car to amble about in, but oh boy, the petrol consumption of that beast, which had been modified slightly with a 650 Holley carburettor and extractors, meant that I faced a petrol bill of $70 a week, instead of the $35 I had with my two-litre Escort…that was when petrol was 65 cents a litre: I couldn’t imagine how much that’d cost to run now! That experience forever put me off owning V8s.
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The Tim Gossage sign is a cracker TLA.
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A Gossage and a sossage in the same post, It’s poetry
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I couldhave strung theseoutfor a week
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Shall we all go? How could you pass up such an opportunity?
Wait, What?
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Which pub? Which night? So long as it’s not part of the travesty of pub trivia that is Funky Bunch hosted nights, it might be worth a look?
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Sorry – tomorrow night then. Where? Is there a dress code?
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It was across the rd from the subi. I am thinking it was outside bar section of Chutney mary’s or similar if there is such a thing.
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The talk from the barmaids at Subi was classic. One was going on about feeling crap after big night out, and looking to hide from the manager. The other one, I tell no lie said, “You know when you’re 18 you can just go out and party? Now I’m 22, I’m really starting to feel it the next day.”
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When I reach 22, I guess I’ll know how that feels…
Bwahahaha…
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When I reach 22 I’ll let you know :D
Oh wait, were you making a joke? awkward……. :P
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looks like little chutneys. they have a fairly large bar in the rear of the restaurant.
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hello vicar.
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Nice one, Shaz.
Looks like I picked the wrong day to
give up sniffing gluebe too busy for TWoP. A veritable Worstorama, except for the Valiant and Kombi which are so not worst they perfectly counterweight the rest.LikeLike
I want BoT here to talk about the ELB on the later model Vals
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That Val (I too concur, alongside with a similar era VW Type 2 Kombi that I’m sure was the Chartreuse microbus of “eleven long-haired Friends of Jesus” as sung about in C.W. McCall’s “Convoy”, isn’t Worst at all) is a 1975 or 1976 VK Valiant, with the “Fuel Pacer” lights, which lit up when the engine was under high load, thus reminding the driver to ease off on the gas, situated on the leading edges of the mudguards, which doubled as indicator lights, of which also were fitted to the journo’s car of high status, the Sigma SE—resplendent with rouched-and-buttoned corduroy trim— from 1977 to 1980.
This Valiant, complete with vintage Kalamunda rego plates, looks to be in very original condition and is a credit to its keeper. I love the fact that it appears to have been quite well-optioned, noticing the steel sports wheels, the aforementioned pacer lights and quite possibly, a 4.3 litre (265 c.i.) Hemi six (though the 245/4.0 was no slouch either). This model, finished in red in Regal spec, was the chosen conveyance of everyone’s favourite Aussie crime fighter, Bluey Hills, a.k.a Bargearse.
I’d love to have a Val from that era, if only to drop my recent disavowal of personalised vanity plates and fit “BARGEY” onto it…those who fondly remember The Late Show (the D-Generation variety, not the Letterman one) will get the joke. Besides, it’s nigh on impossible to kill these Chryslers: a disproportionate amount of them still exist compared to their HJ Kingswood and (particularly) the XB Falcon contemporaries.
Oh yeah. The rest of the Worsts are pretty darned fine too: I don’t think it was the weekend rain that was only the downpour that caused the pages in the stickbook to warp and bind (I know most young blokes nowadays prefer the bald look, but there are still some who appreciate some verdancy in the ladygarden) and the improvised bong is a telling reminder why Barnett Rubble, “Bobby” Johnson (pun that juxtaposes his Ol’ Blighty origin and his ministerial portfolio…that’s what I’m calling him from now on) and Keystone Kop Komish Karl shouldn’t ban proper smoking implements (OK, I got on my soapbox again there).
I think I’d better detox with some organic fair-trade Kronic tea chomping on a free sausage washed down with three TEDs sitting with my safari suit in my vibrant Val in the Ent Cent carpark gazing at the hedges with a head full of trivia…I would need to do that if I had the cojones to do what you just did.
You’re either mad or a Legend (not the 101 class) TLA for abusing yourself with such a smorgasbord of Worsting. Bat on.
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Thanks Bag. Yes, I’ve been called a crackpot forwalking 32 k’s. But look at the results. Future cunts will be wanking in their graves over this cultural offering. My 3000 calories and 7 hours will translate into infinity hours of cultural studies.
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And to be clear, not fucken hemiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate?
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The only achilles heel of these chryslers is the constant (and wilful) overheating. You can kill them by driving them 2 kilometers in January.
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B to the O to the Apostophe T
Glad you’re back.
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ELB?
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And here it is, BO’T, complete with Bargearse turbo..
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No wukkas, Fuuuucken Hemiiiiiiiiiiiiiii maaaaate!
I thought I was digging the dirt when I trawled through the 1975 newspapers on microfilm a number of years ago at the Alexander Library to get right into the nitty-gritty about the year I came into existence…yeah, the Cyclone Tracy aftermath, Tasman Bridge disaster (on my very birthday), colour TV, rampant inflation, metrification, $28 000 dollar homes, West Perth and North Melbourne Premierships, AMP tallest building in Perth, Mitchell Freeway extended to Vincent Street, PNG independence, the Loans Scandal, Junie Morosi and Dr Cairns, the Dismissal, Dili massacre, etc.. This pales in comparison to what future cuntz nerdlingers like me will have access to a hundred years hence…I’m jealous already of those who’ll be around long after I’m gone.
Fucken future cuntz. Hope they appreciate you suffering for your art, as I would if I were in their shoes.
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ELB is the acronym for Electronic Lean Burn, which was an early example of electronic engine management, which appeared on the very last CM Valiants (1978-81). This technology, both on the sixes and eights, slashed fuel consumption around 20-25%, which is nothing to be sneezed at, given that Vals were widely known for their thirst.
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Apparently you missed the famous Burning Woman festival in Subiaco.
Maybe next year.
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Apparently setting people of fire isnt funny
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The……………………………………timing has to be perfect for a gag like that.
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you walked? nice day for it
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And back. Pedo tells me about 30ks.
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You’re like the heroine of a Bronte novel, are you now laid up with consumption?
The stick figure on the herbal tea is worryingly bloated, or has a bad hernia. Great worsts LA.
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I was just wrestling with some demons, you know, Loki, Thor, cunts like that.
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Wow my other half would just walk up to the corner deli and buy a pack of Winfield blue.
I wonder are you keeping the worsts at Claremont end for another day….
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Too tired to worst. I did like how Caremont Quarter building was open, but the shops were all closed.
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Because we know how important it is that people working in retail get time together with their families. How many Claremont locals also work, in retail, in the Claremont Quarter, I wonder?
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“Pedo tells me about 30ks”
Is this the same Pedo who has eponymously tagged the entire CBD and beyond? Probably walked at least 30ks in the process of writing that lot.
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I had planned to capture some of that Pedo work. A fair bit of effort has gone in to some of it – getting up there to tag some of the higher stuff would have taken some thought.
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The Valiant is so not worst!
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Fucken Hemi?
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cue WAtching
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Would be the Hemi in that Beast…
Like a big comfy boat…
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Fuuuucken Hemiiiiiiiiiiiiiii maaaaate. Actually,not sure.
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The Oracle of Auto says it is, whether it be the 4.0 L (245) or 4.3 L (265) six.
Either are Hemis, both are good engines, whichever one is nestled beneath the bonnet.
Fuuuucken Hemiiiiiiiiiiiiiii maaaaate indeed!
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Wow, great collection of shots.
I had the displeasure of going to the “Burswood Casino” on Saturday night, and here’s a pic I snapped of the place. It’s so vibrant, innit?
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just back from CloudBreak
a quiver for a FIFO
“Fuckn glass you cunt”
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I guess Gossage is twice as good as Chanel No. 5?
Why hasn’t TL 101 commented on these?
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As in “What’s a Gossige?”
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“June 28 Next trivia host byTim Gossage from chanel 10”
The joke is on you, it is fairly obvious TL101 wrote the whole thing
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He’s a modern day Gary Carvolth. That Court Hotel woman could be the neo Jenny Satan.
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and now i’m seeing jenny shoving.
thanks tla.
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It’s what you put in that makes the difference.
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Going off the phone comment stack, I’m somewhat baffled by this post’s resurgence.
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They’re out of control – hurry back.
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Miss Jones revived it.
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You know I worked on a Chanel no 5 gag for about 10 mins this morning and just couldnt nail it so gave up. Good for you for having a crack DFOC.
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Respect my authoriteh.
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I’ll respect your reference to south park
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A sometime commenter here has got a bit more of the Ent Cent:
http://www.6000times.com/2011/05/perth-perth-entertainment-center.html
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Heh! “sometime commenter”… better than “art fag from Northbridge” ;)
I hope people enjoy the photos as much as I enjoyed exploring the place.
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jealous of your access to the site, but still love the blog
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Really? I doubt anyone here actually used those exact words…
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Ooh la la Chanel Dix c’est l’hypercool
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quel gossage
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I like that shop it looks fun and colourful
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So, TWOP Trivia… would I be alone if I went for a wander down there?
I’m a lightweight though, I might walk from the station rather than from Embleton…
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I fear it is so. Their desire for Gossage was apparently more theoretical than actual.
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Gossage in theory is appealing. The thought of swimming down Rokeby Road to get to see the Gossage, not so much.
Suddenly a night at home making soup seems ideal…
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Gossage Vs Carvolth the old master in a Quiz-nite athon. To the winner Jenny Satan.
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Did Gossage by any chance previously have a stutter, and engage Paul Nurry for speech therapy? He sounds like he’s being strangled.
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It’s lovely to hear a rich Oxford accent being broadcast again isn’t it.
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What’s that red thing on the wall in the photo at the bar?
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I love how our Queenslander sees heaters as some exotic curiosity.
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I live in embleton. I may be 13, but I can tell you that it is hell bad. I’ve lived in this suburb almost all my life and I can tell you that you shouldn’t go there. The crime rate may seem low, but if you’ve seen it from my perspective, it is hell on earth. My parents wanted me to take care of myself, so they put me through years of hardcore martial arts. I am master at Muay Thai, Brazillian Ju-Jitsu, Kempo Ju-Jitsu, Tae Kwon Do, Karate, Kung Fu, Sambo, Boxing, Krav Maga, Wing Chun, Capoeira, Ninjitsu, Silat and Judo. That’s How Bad Embleton Is.
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Hi Miss Jones! Do you know TL101? He often comments here.
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Is judo that game with coloured pieces and one six sided die? When you land on one of the opponents pieces it gets sent back to the start? Ninja skillz yeah
Embleton is hard core, where did you live before Embleton, and was it really living?
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Professor Plum, in the Conservatory, with a spanner.
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you get no kudos on this site unless you are a master of kung fu rugby
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With lime green highlights.
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No kudos, maybe, but plenty of unexpected sex.
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Which for some, is all sex.
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Myself, I have a blackbelt in Origami. Will I be able to survive it on the Mean Streets of E-town?
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Whatever happened to the Kung Fu rugby guy? TL 101?
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I’m just glad Paracleet is still alive. No offence.
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that photo in the pub reminded me of this:
but with beer
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Detox tea are great because they also contain theanine which helps calm the mind.*
Look into our very own blog site as well
I’m a loooser.com
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Do they calm the cock graffiti?
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