The Albury Wodonga Superfiction 1993
Collaboration Peter Hill and J.J. Voss (Photographer)
S U P E R F I C T I O N S
- It was Christmas Eve 1995 and driving a cab in the north-east of Scotland was no
way to be celebrating the season of goodwill. J acko pulled on his Robert Hughes, took a quick leak, then aimed his taxi through the streets of Aberdeen with all the precision of a heat-seeking missile. He shoved in the free tape that had come stuck to his c opy of Q magazine the day before. Dave Stewart and Lou Reed blasted out yet another version of 'Walk on the Wild Side'. He pressed the fast forward button until he got to Oasis and 'Good to be Free'. That's more like it, he thought, now let's find the bi g man. He knew where Zoran would be. No problemmo. Zoran would be at Sweaty Betty's, sure to be. It was his favourite caff down on the beach. Zoran was an aficionado of the all day breakfast. It had just gone nine in the mid-winter morning and it wa s still as black as a Stonehaven undertaker's overcoat. The last of the commuters were coming in from the boondocks, snow six inches high on the roofs of their Volvos and Range Rovers.
Excerpt from THE ART FAIR MURDERS by PETER HILL