Ex NT politician/policemen friend, his Indian/Fijian partner and a visiting doctor from Fiji helped R celebrate R's final birthday event, a meal on the Colonial Tramcar Restaurant. We could have done the late five course dinner, but even with a discount voucher, it would have cost about $120 each. I figured it was a bit too long as well for the non drinking company we were keeping. So, we did the early three course dinner for $77 each. It was R's birthday present from me.
Due to the hideous Grand Pricks motor car race, the departure point had been altered and we were not going south to St Kilda. We met at the old City via William Street tram terminus, now just a siding, at the northern end of the city. We hovered for a bit and took some snaps standing in front of the trams. As soon as we were on board, champers was served and our first course, dips and dry biscuits was on the table, along with a bread roll.
Chicken or beef? Chocolate or sticky date? I chose beef steak, very nice, and sticky date pudding, great. The staff, Joe mostly, were attentive, especially with the drinks. Our tram driver's name was Andrew and R fell in love with his bare legs. I have a vague memory of Andrew from a warehouse dance party many years ago. He must be one of those homosexual types. While staff introduced themselves, the tram drivers did not. It would be nice if they did.
Unlike when we sailed down the Seine, I really tried this time to pay attention to where we were.
I did not even know trams could turn right into Latrobe Street from the northern part of William Street. We changed direction once in Latrobe Street and headed west. We turned right into Spring Street, then left into Wellington Parade and along Bridge Road. We are in Church Street, someone commented. Nonsense, I said, we crossed Church Street already. Apparently there is another Church Street I never knew about. You following our trip ok Peter? I still knew where I was, but I need to look at a map now. Church Street becomes High Street. Yes, I know High Street in Kew. We had passed the Kew tram depot. The tram turned back and we then turned into Barkers Road, past the front of the tram depot, and then the road changes to Victoria Street, and Victoria Parade. Along Latrobe Street, change direction and turn left into William Street and we were back where we started.
Apparently the step up to tram from ground is quite high. A removable step was added as we boarded. Quite unnecessary, I judged. I welcomed the supplementary step when we left. I had taken my money's worth of supplied booze.
Funny, I noticed this coat of arms straight away in the photo. I never really saw it at the time in spite of R gesturing in the direction.
Or bordello? I took the photo before everyone boarded, just to annoy Victor who is convinced there are no people in Melbourne.
Steak, meat for a man.
So I may have had champagne, four glasses of red wine, cognac with my coffee, Drambuie and port in an hour and a half. I got me monies worf.