Street Walking

I was on my way to St Kilda by tram. The tram had few spare seats so I took a sideways seat next to a youngish man. Beside me were two young lasses. Oh dear, body odour. Who is the culprit? Not an overseas student to be seen and perhaps unfairly to blame. Help! It's not me is it? No, can't be. I was just out of the shower less than an hour ago. I put on a clean shirt. But I was full of self doubt. Could the shirt have been mixed up with dirty shirts and so it wasn't a clean shirt? No, I am a very experienced washerwoman. I haven't even done anything to raise a sweat.

The young man left the tram and the smell disappeared, much to my relief. The expedition was to take a podcast guided walk around St Kilda. I took the walk and plan on posting some photos of what I saw and snapped, but here are a few ancillary shots.

I was waiting at the tram stop when an old tram passed by. The only old trams we usually see in our street are the restaurant trams. Some are very nostalgic about them. I just find them slow and noisy.

The clock tower on The Esplanade. The clock broke a while back and when staff arrived to repair it, they refused to proceed as it was infested with rats, so exterminators had to be called first. This all took more than a year, I think. It was out of action for a long time.

Looking out to Port Phillip Bay from Alfred Square.

The podcast said that there would be Rainbow Lorikeets at this address, and sure enough, there was a mass of them. Most flew away when I approached with the camera. Pretty as they are, gosh they make a racket. I don't think hibiscus and oleander are their natural habitats.