Snooping around in Tigerland

Throwing aside any idea of getting on with de-cluttering the Trash Palace, I take the tram to Richmond and get off at Richmond Station.

On the north side of the railway line, in what was once a garment factory area, many buildings have been converted into upmarket apartments. Not every building has become residential and through the week, especially on a mild, sunny day, workers congregate in a small triangular park between the railway line and the buildings to enjoy some sun in their lunch break.

I walk past and saunter through an area where the original garment factories have been turned into apartments.  This is a part of Melbourne which was settled quite early in the history of the city and was once known as Struggletown.  If there is any struggle today, it might be to find the rent each week for the apartments or to pay off the mortgage on same.

Apartments in one of the old garment factories.

Looking across a high brick fence to the left in this photo I spy what looks like a trio of  enormous shark fins. How scary!

This needs further investigation a few minutes of walking around between buildings and this is what I find.

No sharks at all.  Just three unusual brick sculptures set in a bed of gravel at the back of a group of business suites in another of the old, original buildings. 

After this exploration I move off in search of my original target.  Tigers.  And the reason for the word Tigerland in the post title.

This suburb is home to the Richmond Football Club and they are the Tigers, make no mistake about it.

Footballers are found in various places around town and this one decorates a public convenience in Bridge Road.

As you can see by the look of determination on this chap's face, Richmond players are not men to be trifled with even though it is a long time since they have seen a premiership flag. 

On the north side of the rail line near the station I found this tiger.

When I was working I used the Richmond train line often and for many years I  looked at this fellow who sits on a house wall to the south of the rail line.  Today I walked through the underpass and bagged him, even though he tried to hide in the shadow of a parking sign.

Two tigers in one day.  Good hunting.