People of the sand

Alasdair goes direct from Mandurah to Marseilles. That sort of shock could crack your soul. But there is a kind of Perth look. The blue sky not quite as relentless, and no cocii. But it’s there.  

 

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23 Responses to People of the sand

  1. BSWAM says:

    A registered beach.

    Fancy that.

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  2. Rong1 says:

    The footpath in the foreground looks like City of Stirling’s work

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  3. juantrak says:

    TLA, you should have known better than to go to Marseilles looking for culture.
    All the kulcha ya need, is right here in the region bounded by Cockburn, Parmelia and Mandurah. Why, even the limestone soils are identical to Marseilles.
    As for the language, you can’t understand bogans anyway, so what difference does it make??

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  4. Snuff says:

    Enregistré pelouse.

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  5. GivDBird says:

    Nice erection

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  6. Reign of Error says:

    Statue appears to be Brian May, noted astrophysisist and legendary guitar hero from Queen.

    I believe Dieppe has recently erected a bronze of Eddie Van Halen in response.

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  7. Sir Bill International says:

    Expect Popeye Doyle to pop up , firing a few shots at a dealer.

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  8. you'll get wet says:

    Well spotted that man. Perth eurohick in the heart of Europe. All they need now is a fake clock a sardine festival and a Kakulas shop and they could be us. I smell a Sister City. But first we need a fake Marseillaise. Dockers must swap songs with Brisbane.

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  9. you'll get wet says:

    Where does it say Le Mulie? Le Bait-Bleu? Sardines ain’t Sardines you know. But ok i’ll give you that one. But back to eurohick, this could be South Terrace …

    ‘There’s a touching scene on the seafront of Martigues, on the Provencal coast of southern France. A little girl, probably six or seven sits eating a large bowl of mussels. She holds an empty bivalve mussel shell in her hand, using it as tweezers, or pincers, to grab the meat dextrously out of other mussel shells, popping the meat into her mouth. She’s done this before. The mussels are done in a white wine and garlic sauce. The aroma, wafting about in the evening sea breeze of Mediterranean mid-summer, is moving. Next to her, mama has her own bowl, as does little sister, on the other side of mama. Little sister needs help. Mama’s friend is there with her own daughter, and papa turns up after work for his share, too. After the mussels, they’re on to the sardines.’

    http://www.stuff.co.nz/travel/international/576249/Sardines-and-mussels-in-summer-in-southern-France

    Very traditional fest. Started 20 years ago.

    And crabs. French backpackers could visit the Mandurah crab fest and get crabs. In fact anyone can get crabs in Mandurah.

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  10. Reign of Error says:

    Marseille Kanyana – featuring Jeanne Little as MC. What’s not to love about that?

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