Good evening townsfolk,
How are you, huntinis?
Let me begin by thanking all those who contributed to last weekâs âhow to survive the flight to europeâ guide. It was like a non-traumatic group project⊠a feat I previously considered out of reach for the homosapien species.
Your positive response has set this CEO alight. Now, Iâm on a publishing spree! The FROOMESWORLD factory is full steam ahead and content is pouring out of me like itâs 79 AD (Pompeii core). See: this critical investigation into whether the coconut custard bun from Bakerâs Delight is any good, lad.
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Tonight, Iâm channelling that energy into a collection of classic TOP HAT TIPS. These include a book, a show, an Instagram page and a destination that may or may not be Sydney đ
Letâs commence.
tip 1: the sydney morning herald photo archives
I like the aesthetics of mundanity. Suburbia, listlessness, trampolines, children eating candy, sprinklers, hot days, cold days with the old ugly heater on. Iâm endlessly interested in it, more so than fantasy or big important things. Thus, the Sydney Morning Heraldâs archival images Instagram is a pleasure to behold.
pictured: swimmers at Coogee Beach on January 6th, 1964
The olden days scare me, what with their sepia tones. Up until the age of 11, I genuinely thought the world pre-1990 was entirely black and white. I also wondered why people looked so austere in 20th-century portraits. Then I realised they had to sit still for like 20 minutes for the camera to work and I guess it would be pretty hard to hit this one đ€Ș for that long unless u were a real freaky bitch.
Thus, a neutral expression akin to a malevolent ghost was the most suitable option.
Facial mimicry played a hand too, no doubt? I figure thatâs what accounts for the fact we swapped the head-tilted, mouth-closed, half-smile of 2010 for this:
Aside aside, the SMH archives are a little box of chocolates. Theyâre photos taken by the staff at the newspaper â so theyâre ârealâ moments. Pre-teens trotting down to Central Station. Two chicks picking out a big leg of ham for Christmas in the CBD. A baby tugging on mummyâs dress as she considers a painting at the Art Gallery of NSW. Iâm so titillated by them.
tip 2: stinkbug by sinéad stubbins
Itâs official: this is my pick for Book Of The Year!
It is a fiction numba by Australian writer, SinĂ©ad Stubbins. It follows a protagonist named Edith forced to go on a work retreat that goes awry. Stubbinsâ writing is precise and funny, her characters so believable. Youâd likely relate to it if youâve ever worked at a media agency, an office environment or any workplace that insists on calling employees âfamilyâ (FROOMESWORLD HR department is quakingâŠ).
My favourite theme in the book was the sensation of being misunderstood. Not in a Girl, Interrupted way, but more in a âthat didnât come out rightâ way. Like when you say something that doesnât land and everyone hits you with this đïžđđïž and no amount of backtracking will dissuade them from thinking you are a morally reprehensible individual.
Thatâs kinda what happens to her, but it just compounds and compounds. This book is sharp like a diamond, and my promoting it is partially selfish ⊠I feel in my jubblies that this will be a hit and I wanna be ahead of the curveball with a recco đ€Ș
Get your copy how you like it, here. Iâve already gifted copies to three friends and Iâm awaiting their feedback â would be mint for a book club.
tip 4: sydney itself
I sincerely assert that Sydney is the best city in the world. I wrote an ultimate weekender guide to the city in 2023. So, when Destination NSW asked me to be an âicon of cultureâ (no lessssss) in their 2025 tourism campaign, I leapt, screeched, yeeted etc etc.
I was sacktapped alongside Olympian Jess Fox, beer barons The Inspired Unemployed, ultra-marathon runner Nedd Brockmann, ARIA-winning musician Budjerah and chef Dan Hong, to represent our city. Goals lad.
Part of my remit was to create a itinerary for the Sydney-curious. My tips include a sxc hotel stay, the best bar in town, an underwater activity (ocean swim adjacent Ă la my Downbaditis investigation in The Guardian last weekâŠ) and a backstage tour I love. Check them out. Pleased with that.
Finito, luvs. Perhaps Iâll see you next week⊠or perhaps Iâll be too busy snorkelling for my own pleasure, as opposed to the omnipresent gaze of my imaginary admirers!
Ta ta now,
Frooooooomes
Labelling a modern pic as colourised has me GAGGED.
Canât wait to read stinkbug đââïž
was bored, now reading stinkbug a la kindle ty froomy