Wednesday 13 Mar Pt 2
Join the queue for the ferry and watch her arrive and unload. We boarded
and it was a very pleasant trip across. Water police were undergoing
training exercises from two boats. Some police were on board when we
left and although no more boarded, they had many turns at raising the
device with a wire ladder up the side of the ferry.
We drove to the Rosebud Hotel for a refreshing drink and then home
along the freeway. I remember the miserable drive between the two
existing freeways, south of and through Frankston and what a difference
the new linking freeway makes. It took us one hour from Rosebud to home.
'Ere she is.
Her maws open.
Bye bye Queenscliff.
The cops are after us.
The wealthy enclave of Sorrento, home to those with fake tans and waxed legs, and that is just him.
was an incident along the way on the way home. A stupid driver moved across into
my lane and I had to swerve out of her way. Had it had been wet, I
could have lost control. She was texting, my passengers informed me, and
not even a wave of sorry. Texting on a busy motorway at 80 km/h.
Outrageous. With a car full of witnesses, why can't we report such life
threatening behaviour like we can for smoking exhausts and littering?
Take away fish and chips for dinner.
Thur Mar 14
We all caught the tram to the city and K&J returned to Vic Market while R and I went on to Carlton for R to renew his driving license. We dropped in for some shopping at QV and spent the afternoon chilling at home. K&J were supposed to go from the market to the free day at Grand Prix but just had to revist Chloe at Young and Jacksons Hotel where the met some of their own countrymen and stayed at the pub talking, arriving home in time for dinner, lamb chops and vegetables.