A Rudd-er-less election in a winter weary city

This is what I awoke to this morning, a grey overcast Sydney minus its usual sparkle. After a hot,sunny and mentally stimulating Istanbul I'm suffering withdrawal symptoms. In Sydney by contrast there's a winter weary population sporting visible signs of too much winter comfort food and too little exercise, and gloom over a Rudd - er -less Federal election that's looming. If you're heading for Istanbul (that place again) make sure to do some hill training before you go as it's a very up and down city
2 views from my apartment looking over the terrace houses of Paddington this morning.

Their Istanbul equivalent... Ottoman style houses in Sultanhamet and on the shores of the Bosphorous.

After the antiquity of Istanbul (that place yet again) I'm out searching for signs of this country's not too long ago past. The best I could do today was to photogragh photographs of Bondi Junction then (1936) and now.

To link the two, a bit of history....Istanbul changed its name from Constantinople to Istanbul in 1930.
I'm not a travel writer but perhaps I should consider sharing my travel observations good, bad and sometimes just plain ugly, with you?

Coming up - a pictorial account of the things that I did and saw in tropical Singapore.