If Newtown were a person, it would be top hats, big beards, bright lippies, purple hair, Doc Martens, the owner of a quirky vintage store, a coffee lover, a thai food enthusiast, a striking soul, warm, welcoming arms, thriving, artsy, comfortable, a little lost, tired, sometimes slumped on the floor but always rising with a form of never-seen-before beauty – it would be you and me.
And the recent Newtown Festival was a testament to that.
Now in its 38th year, the festival celebrates everything Newtown.
The crowd was still buzzing at 5pm and happy vibes were emanating all round. The Newtown Festival was a reminder that this unique suburb has its quirks, characters and unmistakable charm – I guess that’s why it makes so many of us feel at home.