#050-365 Circle

Have a really close look before you read any further;
See a circle? - It's right there in front of you!
Have another look!

Oh okay, I'll let you in on the secret, It is the wharf area where all the ferries leave from - It is called Circular Quay. Boy when I stretch themes I don't muck-a-round. It is actually one of the main public transport pivot points for Sydney Central Business District. Here is a link for those that want better info.

As you can see it is just an excuse to show another great shot of our Opera House (I sang there once! - but the Police came along told me to "Shut Up and just move along Sport" Obviously they weren't music lovers -Sally says they were!), and the skyline that has changed so much since I was a kid and used to play truant to go and ride the Manly Ferry back and forward across Sydney Heads during rough weather.

Cars, Taxis, Trains and Buses all transport people to and from "The Quay" and it is a bus terminal as they are forced to turn around (By the water) and when I worked as a Bus Conductor there around 1972 I was standing on the back platform as the bus pulled away from the terminus just as prospective passenger ran to catch the bus, (buses departed Circular quay heading up George street on an average every 2(two) minutes) so this guy yells out "How long will the next bus be??" so I replied "59 feet!" (all Double Decker buses were 59 feet long) and laughed all the way up to Central Railway where an inspector got on and clippies (conductors) being happy was frowned upon, so he accompanied the bus all the way back to the depot.

I think bus conducting was the most pleasing job I ever had, you were in there with the mob (originally the French phrase Mobile Vulgaris) and got to deal directly with them at the coal-face as it were. I once had a double decker bus travelling along with the top floor singing "Pack up your troubles in your old Kit Bag" and the lower deck singing "Roll out the Barrel" and me running up and down the stairs egging them on. The looks of pedestrians on the footpath and drivers in cars was enough to do the job and soon they were competing for volume and I could relax, both of those songs need to be sung LOUD. When the bus stopped I declared it a draw, and everyone got off happy screaming out "Hang the Conductor, Hang the Conductor!"
People that travelled home on my bus rarely went home to fight with their spouses, cause they would walk into the house and say "You should have seen this nutty conductor we had" see I was a marriage counsellor too.