There were news reports that large sections of the ex Dizzy Lamb funpark had been burnt. Perhaps someone can tell me if this hideous and frightening sign survived, or if I have to send it to vanished worst. Never went to Dizzy lamb Park, in fact I don’t think anyone did. Anyone travelling down Wanneroo Rd after it is reopened, let me know the fate of the sign. If it is burnt, I’d love a shot of it.
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Very mysterious sign seen in East Perth.
Purists may feel that wine in a stick form could be the final straw, now that screw caps have replaced corks. However it would certainly be easier to consume while driving if Cab Sav came in a stick. I can now feel classier by throwing out my glue stik and moving on up to a wine stik, or for even more stressful days, a glue stik up my nose while chomping on a Merlot Log. I assume it would look a little like a black pudding. I’d definitely go red though. Don’t want to be thought of as a Chardonnay nibbler.
I think you might mean “without warning” Mr Giorgi. Do you think the tree should send out notice in writing say 2 weeks before it dropped a pod?
At an unnamed educational institution at an unnamed building. A nice look. get yourselves an ashtray guys.
By the way, anyone interested in my “real” China pictures. I have finally posted a few here. Just be warned however, these are not bad. Quite good in fact. LA.
Ever since Wildcat Rap, I have often seen the question “What happened to Tiny Pinder?” come up in the stats. The Worst of Perth has uncovered Tiny at Waldecks Nursery in Subiaco employed as a water feature. For only $1150 you can mount Tiny in the privacy of your own garden.
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I’ve always found this photograph I took in King’s Park a few years ago somewhat disturbing. Written on a sign were the words max pam rapist. A few feet away was some underwear stretched on a bush. Is it referring to famous WA photographer Max Pam, or his very personal photographs? Or just telling us that A Max raped A Pam? And the underwear? Why? Seemed to fit The Worst of Perth in any case. Very very strange.
Ransacking the TWOP image folders for something Jesus carking compliant for Easter, when I remembered this. Nearly every time I have stopped outside an ugly church it has been a Uniting Church. A Uniting Church utilising glass bricks no less should have been a disaster, but this one in Busselton not too bad. In case it was not worst enough, I have included another shot from last time I was in Busselton. Dude, you’re driving a Toyota. Maybe no-one has pointed out that it’s not a Kenworth.
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Rottobloggo’s David Cohen shops as Jesus carks, and the experience is as dismal as it deserved to be. A photo essay. You really should do Darfur or Tibet David. You remember the photograher who photograhed the starving child and the vultures? Reminds me of that.
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The Christian celebration of the Resurrection of Christ: Coles Midland version. They’d piled them high and they were selling them cheap. Intrepid TWOP contributor David Cohen was borne along the surging supermarket crowd on Easter Friday eve, past the specials bins of corn chips and Jarrah drink sachets and poo tickets. His eye was caught by the most pathetic display in the store…Heritage Fine Chocolate Bunny Foiled was only $2.58 a rabbit, but it was all too sad.
Is there a hidden meaning to this sign in Swanbourne? Is it a joke? Perhaps someone knows. I’ve heard of a pork sword, but a pork icecream cone? At least it’s organic I suppose.
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The Worst of Perth blog reshapes city singlehanded! (well, with the help of The Mayor, a crane and a huge truck).
I have to take it all back. Recently I opined that The Arse & Boozie sculpture would still be rotting next to Perth Railway Station in 20 years time. Not so. Readers of The West’s Inside Cover this morning would have seen a TWOP triumph described as “blogger’s heavyweight win”, as Lisa Scaffidi (sometimes referred to as She-Ra by this blog’s readers) made good on her promise to have the huge, arse encrusted lump of rock exiled to the gulag of Gomboc Gallery on the edge of the city. How many blogs could get half of one of the main city streets closed off and a 7.5 Tonne sculpture removed from the public view? Only one. The Worst of Perth. The second shot is the arrival at Gomboc Gallery. Those who want to see the full and hilarious history of this blog’s struggle against this sculpture can find it here, here and here .
Photos courtesy of The Perth City Council. Thanks to Lisa Scaffidi, Peter Jackson (PCC) and Inside Cover’s Luke Morfesse.
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