Here I am, taking photographs whilst leaning against my garden gate, 8am Wednesday. In a nutshell, this is the benefit of inner city living. In a quarter of an hour, a fit, young person can get to work, get their daily exercise, and the cost is minimal.
Yes, I realise the travails of the daily grind from outer suburbs, from the mountains, and from the Central Coast. Sitting in the car, drumming the steering wheel, cursing other road users, bad-mouthing politicians, and petty bureaucrats.