Virgin load…

Serious excitement at the Hideout today, for Neddie’s first firing…

 

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…and he’s off, yeehar!!

Time for a Crownie (the workshop ale, for obvious reasons)…

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Fingers crossed, eh…

For Ginger…

Krusty, pushing up the grevillea leucopteris…

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Grevillea leucopteris, also known as Old Socks or White Plume Grevillea, is a shrub which is endemic to the south-west of Western Australia. It grows up to 5 metres in height and produces white or cream unpleasantly-scented flowers between July and January (mid winter to mid summer) in its native range.

Haha, who knew!?! And on a more fragrant note – the rose shower…

the rose shower

Very overcast here today, darling. Enjoy the sunshine.

 

Eye-catcher…

Harijs’ assessment at ANU SoA (last week)…

Harijs Piekalns

Harijs Piekalns, Ochre: Post-Conceptual Speed and Stillness in the Metaphysical Landscape

Noice.

Gettin’ down and dirty…

…well, waxy more like. Having held our collective breath for 2 weeks – waiting for Ginger to finally take off for Bali – we can now turn our attention back to the job at hand; testing testing, testing…

 

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Old Melbourne Gaol…

Gang member Y (who wishes to remain nameless!) took herself off to the Old Melbourne Gaol this morning to pay homage to Neddie, arriving shortly after a group of Ned’s descendants had visited with floral tributes on this, the 136th anniversary of his hanging…

 

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(click images to enlarge)

the art of hanging

stand and deliver

Hmmm, we may well adopt that hand signal as an alternative to flippin’ the bird/giving the finger.

[This – the opportunity to pay respects to our beloved Ned – may well be the one upside to being stuck in Melbs waiting for a bleedin’ plane to Bali. n(Ed)]

 

 

Red letter day…

Today is the most important day of the year at the Hideout, for 2 reasons…

(1) It’s the anniversary of the registration of Prisoners of the Crown as an entity (now Prisoners of the Crown™®, thank you very much!!) and

(2) It’s the anniversary of Ned’s hanging.

So naturally everything stops while we contemplate all things Neddie (to which end Megsie spent part of yesterday on Ned, drawing #3)

Ned Kelly, drawing #3

On this day (11.11.1880), on the way to the gallows, Ned remarked on the beauty of the flowers in the prison garden. And stopped to smell the roses.

Meanwhile, back in the workshop…

…Megsie quietly reacquaints herself with plant and machinery (let’s face it, after 10 years it’s akin to learning to walk again!)…

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(linisher’s-eye view)

…while Studio Bitch fine tunes the systems and Sir Frederick keeps nit at the door…

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