John FitzGerald, “Fitzy” to his mates but still just “John” to the girl who for some inexplicable reason loves him is a passionate, perhaps obsessive photographer. Long ago he had a real job. Well, he thought it was real; it was in academia though.

Until recently he lived in North Warrandyte but was then hauled screaming away from there and thrust into civilised suburban reality, into an apartment in Canterbury, close to Centre Ville de Melbourne. That'll teach him!   Somewhat of a shock to the gentle folk of Canterbury too.



Quite surprisingly the silly old coot seems to have adapted really well to his new surroundings and appears, at least at this early stage, to be content with this new adventure. 

Melbourne at night, from Prince's Bridge