Back to an arty farty black and white photograph today. Here are the Silos that I have featured previously, only from a different angle, and at a different time of day (this was Thursday morning). I like how both the light, and the contrast achieved by choosing black and white show the cracks in the render of the building. Hopefully it will cost the tenants a bomb to fix it. That said, given their likely links to the big end of town, I expect that they will find some way to weasel out of paying for it themselves!
Bitter, moi?
I know that they are luxury apartments, but part of me likes to think of these things as nuclear missile silos. That only happens when I am wistful for the certainties of the Cold War. It is an odd thing to miss, I grant you, but from Tasmania, the old Soviet Union seemed terribly exciting.
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Amusing blog.
Blackie, we need a monorail in Hobart badly. A co-monorail/cable car to Mount Wellington.
Julie, I have had numerous opportunities to become a mainlander, but I am far too proud a Tasmanian to sell out to the north island. I’m not leaving unless I get a post to Nuremberg, Prague, Budapest or Sofia!
PS, I never knew that silos could be made into apartments either, until they did them here!