Ah, I am getting old and confused.
We saw the Barry Humphries exhibition at the Arts Centre today. There was some memorabilia, some recreations Mrs Edna Everage's Moonee Ponds home with original fittings, fixtures, furniture and appliances. It could have been better, but well worth every cent of the free admission.
I did like the mock up cover of Mrs Everage in a cooking mag. Something like 'Cooking seafood and dealing with crabs'.
Not everyone likes the Dame Edna, eh DB, but we like Barry Humphries enough to go and see his show at the Arts Centre on Friday night. It was booked for us a long time ago by a friend who gets cheapish tickets. He is 73 and cannot perform forever. I expect this will be the last time we will see him on stage.
Then onto Hoyts at Melbourne Central to see Casino Royale, my first James Bond film. It was quite good and certainly held your attention. Fantastic that Dame Judi Dench has been introduced to a younger audience. She was wonderful as always. Why are women in love with the actor who played James Bond? If I want an old man, I can just stay at home. I never really got the Bryan Brown thing either.
But oh, the noise. I had stuffed a tissue in my pocket intending to clean my sunglasses and specs on the tram on the way in. I ripped it up in the theatre and stuffed it in my ears. The first part was especially loud and put me in a bad frame of mind for the rest of the movie. Maybe it is the type of movies I usually see, but I haven't encountered excessive volume for a few years.
I am surprised how clear the water in Venice was when the house sank. Did you go there Rosanna? Can you confirm Venice canal water is crystal clear?