It’s 20 months since I posted about Marrickville’s mattress poetry. This morning wandering through the back lanes on my way home from the library, I saw not one but two more examples, these ones initialled by the poet, and I read them as a sequence:
The sequence was made doubly poignant by the meaty smell that filled the lane as I took this photo – a man was hefting carcases from a refrigerated truck with ‘Lamb from the Wiradjuri Country’ emblazoned on its side.
Me fail? I fly! 
Spring must truly be sprung if the mattress poet is back
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Indeed, Kathy. I just went looking to see if anyone else has been documenting this work, and found a couple of excellent images at http://pigsarms.com.au/2014/04/24/whale-meat-again-it-really-mattress/ (the tone of comments at that blog gets pretty low pretty fast, but silly low rather than Bolt low).
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I read a piece just yesterday I think – new season names for late winter/spring: (correct me if you know further and I’ve got it twisted) Sprinter is August&September Sprummer is October&November – then Summer/Autumn/Winter – we are now a five season part of Australia!
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Hi Jim. Here the season seems to change from day to day
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