tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post4032200454604426585..comments2024-03-17T22:38:03.242+01:00Comments on zmkc: Notes from a Field Tripzmkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-85099023239779340192010-08-15T15:21:06.702+02:002010-08-15T15:21:06.702+02:00Amanda - Many thanks. With the election coming up,...Amanda - Many thanks. With the election coming up, I keep thinking of that Chaser running gag, where they do vox pops and then finish with the reminder 'This person votes'zmkchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-83349726906846207872010-08-14T10:45:06.434+02:002010-08-14T10:45:06.434+02:00This is a brilliant piece of ethnography! I was th...This is a brilliant piece of ethnography! I was there with you on the train, I heard those guys talking their umm... shite! And the ladies with woollie hats... yes, I was there listening to them, too.<br /><br />I could feel all the connections and see their lives. I've had exactly the same kind of train trip, when I used to live in Bowral and would drive up to Campbelltown to get on the train. <br /><br />Loved it, thanks for posting.Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08624496879254345234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-53868939304608736842010-08-12T06:11:19.343+02:002010-08-12T06:11:19.343+02:00Yes, friendliness is quite hard to get used to.Yes, friendliness is quite hard to get used to.zmkchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-76583856912892272602010-08-11T18:05:05.694+02:002010-08-11T18:05:05.694+02:00one thing I found very different in Oz compared to...one thing I found very different in Oz compared to england is that in Oz people did tend to make eye contact and talk to you a lot more. as an englishman, this mostly just freaked me outwormhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02802335627720182532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-64556850602284572482010-08-11T10:12:11.823+02:002010-08-11T10:12:11.823+02:00Madame - your buses must be full of my father (see...Madame - your buses must be full of my father (see post called Throwing it all away or something similar)<br />Nurse - I am planning to spend the rest of my life doing nothing except riding on public transport and reporting back on the wonderful variety of human life. It's so easy. You just sit there - it's cheaper than the theatre.zmkchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-57722043581617021432010-08-09T23:38:20.090+02:002010-08-09T23:38:20.090+02:00Just brilliant zmkc. Your best post yetJust brilliant zmkc. Your best post yetAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-37648946106170223432010-08-09T23:07:52.986+02:002010-08-09T23:07:52.986+02:00I do wish my buses were this interesting. Mine sta...I do wish my buses were this interesting. Mine stay resolutely silent. Lovely post, full of touching observations.Madame DeFargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08172239340844485940noreply@blogger.com