Early morning excitement
Was woken up by a loud knock on the front door this morning and listened to my housemate talk to someone asking questions.
Turned out that the derelict Rising Sun hotel a little down the street had had yet another fire. Lot of fire engines and firefighters (and some police) around when I got up to go to breakfast, only a few still there when I came back.
The hotel does attract squatters, though noticeably less since the previous fire. Proposals to redevelop the site keep getting put up but then get knocked back by Maribyrnong Council, usually on grounds that it would add too much traffic and not enough parking. In the meantime, the hotel just sits there costing someone lots in land rates and lost income. The pattern of fires every so often is, surely, just a coincidence, of course.
Turned out that the derelict Rising Sun hotel a little down the street had had yet another fire. Lot of fire engines and firefighters (and some police) around when I got up to go to breakfast, only a few still there when I came back.
The hotel does attract squatters, though noticeably less since the previous fire. Proposals to redevelop the site keep getting put up but then get knocked back by Maribyrnong Council, usually on grounds that it would add too much traffic and not enough parking. In the meantime, the hotel just sits there costing someone lots in land rates and lost income. The pattern of fires every so often is, surely, just a coincidence, of course.