Litttle Boxes...

Hello All,

Tonight my friend Zak was asking me which suburbs he should look at living in when he moves back to Melbourne around Christmas time. So off the top of my head I had to try and think of names of suburbs that were within 15-20 minutes from the city by public transport, that also had low crime rates, and new apartments that weren't too expensive or catered to students...now not having lived in Melbourne for a few years now I'm a bit out of touch with all that...and throw in on top of that I also had to factor in how cool the suburb was and how many bars were good to go out at. *big sigh* In the end I gave up and said anywhere between Kensington and Port Melbourne traveling clockwise around the city...but not if it has any old housing commission flats or it looks too industrial within cooee of his place. I know that I've ruled out a lot of groovy places to live, but trust me Zak wouldn't cope with them anyway. *sigh* Here is a song about the type of place Zak thinks he's too cool for, but insists upon renting. 

Little Boxes

Notes: words and music by Malvina Reynolds; copyright 1962 Schroder Music Company, renewed 1990. 

Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky tacky,1
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses
All went to the university,
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and lawyers,
And business executives,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course
And drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school,
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
Where they are put in boxes
And they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business
And marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
 
 



Kate
p.s. The roses from yesterday are Chicago Peace...I double checked with Maria today.