Steady Steel Future
Steadying myself amidst the ever-busy rhythm of Melbourne, I, an 18th-century blacksmith, find myself excitedly navigating the world of modern steel production. Today, I’m visiting a place recommended to me – a workshop where they produce steel beams for construction close to Melbourne. A far cry from the simplistic beams I used to forge back in my time, these steel girders are imposing structures of beauty and strength.
The complexity of the process fascinates me. The precision, the automation, and the sheer scale of operations are unlike anything I’ve ever witnessed. My hammer and anvil feel almost childish in comparison to the mammoth machinery at work here.
As I watch in awe, an idea sparks within me. My old-world techniques combined with these new-age materials – could it work? Eager to test my theory, I get to work. I request a piece of steel and am quickly provided with a gleaming bar of the highest quality.
The process is a blend of the old and the new. I hammer and mould the steel as I would have in my forge, but using modern tools and techniques, adding precision and efficiency. The final piece is a beautiful fusion – the rustic aesthetics of my old-world methods brought to life with modern, high-quality steel.
On showing my creation to the workers, their appreciation and admiration confirm my hopes. My old-world craft still has a place in this modern world of advanced steel fabrication. This revelation fills me with satisfaction and an invigorated sense of purpose.
Finally, I make my way to a centre known for Melbourne steel fabrication. There, I witness a true marvel – automated machines, laser cutters, and robotic welding arms that create intricate steel structures. I watch in awe as beams and sheets transform into complex constructions, almost effortlessly.
Through these encounters, I realise the magnitude of progress humanity has made. The steel industry, in particular, has evolved beyond my wildest imagination. And as much as I miss my old forge, I choose to embrace the future and remain in this era, a world where steel is more than just a metal; it’s a symbol of human ingenuity and resilience.
Sometimes I think hospitals seem like the worst possible place to receive healthcare services. There, I said it. To be clear, I don’t have too many ideas on how to make them better environments for healing, short of raising taxes. But that doesn’t mean I can’t offer a critique, misguided thought it may potentially be. I’ve just been thinking about it a lot since visiting a friend recovering from an operation last week. 
I hadn’t done anything nice for myself in a very long time. I was trying to save up money for the wedding and had been limiting my spending. My hair was looking limp and lifeless, my tan was basically non-existent and my eyebrows were out of control. I did not feel like an attractive girl, or even a woman at all for that matter. I had become some lazy beast. I wanted to do something nice for myself before the wedding rehearsals. I decided it was long due to head down to the local nail salon and have my nails done. I needed something to make me feel like a lady again. As I walked to the shop I thought about which colour I wanted to have my nails painted this time. It was always hard choosing nail colours, because it had to match every outfit you owned. I got to the nail salon and was seated right away, I didn’t even have to wait!