“Am I mad, in a coma, or back in time …?”

It’s 8 o’cock on a Monday morning, here in Pyrmont; and it’s not a public holiday. It won’t even be a public holiday tomorrow!

And yet, as I look over my balcony down to Pyrmont Bridge Road – a main thoroughfare that should be chokka with buses and general traffic (you’ve only got the far half of it: I’m a really shithouse photographer) as everyone is on his/her way to work, what do I see …?

Nothing.

No-one.

It’s really weird!

Well, no, it isn’t. What it is is symptomatic of the Aussie way of life...