
Stuck between the railway line and the road, this zone substation tries to bury itself amongst the bush. But the boldness of its detailing gives its presence away.


Stuck between the railway line and the road, this zone substation tries to bury itself amongst the bush. But the boldness of its detailing gives its presence away.

Someone made a booboo here – either the door has slid right or the lintel detail left. Was this the original spot for the door, or has it had a shift part way through its life? And who possesses more style – the sub or that half-van half-midget of a car? (too easy, the sub by a long shot)

Helen St
The climber has adhered itself to this sub, oblivious to the magentic field that must resonate from the internal workings. The sub doesn’t seem disturbed by its coinhabitor, perhaps treating the climber as company?

McColl
It may not look pretty, but this old tin box still has spades more style than the newer, plainer, tin box substations that dot our suburbs.

Connaught Tce

Owhiro Bay Pde
Two little green boxes are substations in minature. They have doors good for Hobbits. There is a small path and steps (almost ceremonial) dropping down between them from road level.

Mersey St
Standing at the front corner of a piece of reserve land, this sub makes a tidy nextdoor neighbour. It happily sits in front of a tire swing slung over a tree branch.

Palm Grove