We went into town to see some hats, well more fascinators than hats. There were quite a number on the tram as we travelled in. One older couple who boarded the tram after we did intrigued us. She sat down facing the rear next to an Asian girl. Her husband stood in the aisle and loudly cleared his throat. The Asian girl thought it was directed at her and jumped up to offer him her seat. He said, no no, stay there, but she was up, so he sat.
She was in a nice enough dress, but I think it may have seen one or two cup days before. She carried a black patent leather handbag and matching heels and she also wore a pair of large and quite thick glasses. Her hat was ok, but not remarkable. Oddly she had on no make up, well maybe a very light brush of foundation. So wrong, more is better. Did anyone ever suggest Dolly Parton should wear less makeup? (Rhythm of post interrupted by the smell of burnt potatoes, boiled dry. Not my department. Oh dear, there goes the smoke alarm. Household Management was distracted by a umpteenth repeat of the talented Stephen Fry's Q&I).
But they were the oddest couple. They were sitting side by side, but he was sitting maybe twenty degrees on an angle away from her. He was telling her about an email he had sent that he thought someone had taken offence to but he did not know why. This was after another loud bout of throat clearing. She sanguinely just looked forward with her face completely still with the half a smile she was wearing when she boarded the tram. She did not reply to him. It was like she was spaced out and he was talking to himself. We stood behind them as we waited to exit the tram and she did say something to him. There is nothing like tram travel to see 'interesting' people.
We had an early lunch at Riverland at Federation Wharf on the banks of the Yarra River. It was fairly quiet, but we were early.
We then went up to National Gallery of Victoria, the Federation Square office. We saw a terrific exhibition called the Outer Circle, of works by the Boyd family and associated people. I highly recommend it, with some great paintings, old photography and and wonderful sculpting and pottery work.
The races were on the big screen at Fed Square. It was a photo finish. In these high tech days, does a magnifying glass really call the shots?
It was a pleasantly warm day and nice enough to dangle your feet into the river.
Some were a bit more serious about boating on the Yarra.
Very cute. The caption says something like 'do not climb on the penguins or feed them'.
A fun sculpture that draws you inside to see where is the head of the giraffe.
Some might call it Melbourne's horse whipping day, or Melbourne kill horses day, but like during the Australian Tennis Open held in Melbourne, there is a great atmosphere. So much nicer than boring Grand Prix car race event.