In the corner of the lounge room sat the radio.

At night, people gathered around it.Families listened together — to the news, the cricket, the weather, and voices from far away.

For a long time, the radio was the centre of the room.

Then the room changed.Screens arrived.The radio was pushed aside.

But it never really disappeared.

Now, in some homes, it is finding its way back — not as furniture in the corner, but as a small voice in a child’s hand.Stories.Songs.Listening again.

This is an Australian story about the radio — where it once lived, what became of it, and how it is quietly returning.

Boomers Bar sits just off the Esplanade at Christie’s Beach.

Low lamps. Old furniture. Shelves of nostalgic nick-nacks that feel like they’ve always been there. It’s not styled — it’s collected.

In this conversation, Shelly Jones talks about creating and running Boomers Bar: why she chose a full retro feel, what people are really looking for when they walk through the door, and how a place becomes familiar without trying too hard.

It’s a story about atmosphere, memory, and quietly creating a place for a community — one drink, one conversation, one dimly lit night at a time.

On a quiet night in January 1975, a bulk carrier struck the Tasman Bridge in Hobart.

In seconds, a section of the bridge collapsed into the Derwent River. Cars plunged into the dark. A ship lay broken across the channel. The city was suddenly cut in two.

This is the story of what happened — and what followed.

Not a technical investigation, but a human one:the people driving home,the first rescuers,the divers in the water,and a city waking up to a new reality.

An Australian story about accident, response, and the way ordinary people behave when something unthinkable happens.