Nothing raises my spirits more after the hectic highs and exhaustion induced lows of the working week than a rambunctious brunch session with friends of mine, in Melbourne’s inner city suburbs. Awakened with a weekend vigour I set out on a short stroll through the narrow streets of Richmond. Armed with a whole host of […]
In the films Mon Oncle and Playtime by the late great French film director and comic Jacques Tati, the character Monsieur Hulot is a helpless innocent in a remarkably cold and impersonal modern world. Both films were shot over 40 years ago and they beautifully capture a time that’s rather like now. We’re all rather caught up in our virtual world of email, texting, tweeting and more, but we seem to have forgotten that something a little more real exists.
