Trams

Hidden below Sydney’s streets there are tram lines, remnants of what used to be one of the most extensive tram systems in the world.

Occasionally they emerge when the bitumen is damaged. There is a stretch exposed on Glebe Point Rd – I think on purpose as some sort of open air museum.

There is another at O’dea Ave in Waterloo. And just the other day one emerged on Crown Street of all places. I know this because I almost came a gutsa on it, riding on my pushy in the rain.

Chatting to old Fred, 92 and going strong, he tells me that they rushed the decision to get rid of the trams in the fifties and just covered up all the tracks instead of ripping them out.

Despite the fact that the tracks were worth their weight in steel.

He tells me that the prevailing mood of the day was that eventually we would be able to get rid of all public transport once everyone had cars. The trams were just the first cab off the rack.

That worked out well didn’t it?

Never trust a NSW politician I say. They are either corrupt or just fucking stupid.

We should cover them in bitumen. Then feathers.