Brisbane is a city close to my heart. Although I am a staunch New South Welshman, 'Brissie' is just a few hours north from the Clarence Valley. Over the last 5 decades I have seen many changes as it has moved from a rusty wooden low rise country town, sweaty and swathed in rampant vines and greenery to a busy metropolis of towers and freeways.
I still miss the old run down Brisbane, David Malouf in his semi-autobiographical novel Johnno captured beautifully the languid, conservative and suffocatingly dowdy place that Brisbane once was. It was his first book and is really worth a read if you want to know about Brisbane in the 50's and 60's.
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