Remember this lovely mural, exposed last year when the courtyard with shops and a 711 opposite us was demolished? I was astonished as I remembered seeing it in the nineteen eighties but I could not remember where. Then it appears right opposite us.
Albert Park Manor, a couple of doors along, opened a very handy small convenience shop after the 711 closed and another 711 has now opened in Illoura, just to our south.
401 is now almost complete. The cheapest apartment seems to be $2.7 million. It amuses us up here in the cheap seats to look down upon it, knowing we are blocking their views with our less than fine architecture. See the top apartment? It has no shading at the front and faces west. Fortunately for them, our building will block some of the late afternoon summer sun. R suggested we should charge them for the favour.
At its base are a number of shops, yet to be let or sold. One has opened already though. Cafe Vue, a child of Shannon Bennett's Vue de Monde in Little Collins Street. We had coffee and cake with a friend there last Saturday night. It was very pleasant sitting out in the warm evening air.
Remember it was the last day of the Spring Carnival Racing Season, and a warm night, so people were a bit crazy that night. One of the new apartment owners was having a party, even though the apartment was as yet unoccupied. Guests in various states of soberness or not arrived and went as we sat. Most tried to enter the residential part by going into the arcade. They would walk out talking on their phone and then find the correct entrance. There seemed to be an issue with the intercom system as the guard kept coming out to let people in.
To one side of Cafe Vue is an arcade lined with empty shops which may eventually lead to the street behind.
Late info. The arcade ends in a large shop, so it won't be a walk through.
Staff at Cafe Vue were slow to attend to us at our outdoor table. Should we wear suits to visit? R went inside to order, and was told to go back out and someone would attend to us. We had waited over five minutes. Yet again, after R arrived home tonight, we had coffee there again, and the same thing happened. We waited and waited, then R went inside, only to come out and shortly after a waiter came out. Five staff were gathered behind the counter but managed to not notice us sitting outside. I am sure I need a suit. The food prices are quite reasonable, the wine prices very high, the service is good once you do get served. Very attentive in fact.
Some residents have moved in. The top apartment has a guy who wears red jocks and maybe has a grand piano. Hard to see into the hotbox.
Below him is a guy who has two West Highland White Terriers. The dogs come and go onto the balcony. It is the apartment with the outdoor furniture. No sign of a wife, although there was a young man who was barbecuing last weekend. We once had a West Highland White. Lovely nature, but physically defective. Poor Jess. Get a mongrel from a lost dogs home, not a pure bred from a breeder.
Below there is an apartment that has either a camera tripod or an easel. I can't tell which.
At the back two levels down, a family seems to have moved in. They had a barbecue last night. They pulled some awnings out which we had not noticed in the past.
I think I might have totally reinvented nosy neighbours.
I posted construction progress photos to Walking Melbourne. You can see them here.