A cruise ship arriving, heading to berth at Station Pier. Photographing ships in the bay as they arrive with the morning sun on them works much better than when they depart and they are immersed in a sea of grey.
How many Railway Hotels and Station Hotels must there have been in Australia? Hundreds, I should think.
Rather sweet building in Swanston Street.
Sweet indeed. Looking a little closer on the lower verandah facing, you can just make our Darrell Lea, a former well known confectionery company . The company is now owned by a family who own a pet food company. I am sure there is no cross over of products. All retail outlets were closed by 2012, with some other stores licensed to sell the products.
From Facebook, I think. The driver was prosecuted.
This clock was a wedding present to my maternal grandparents c1920. I have shown it before but a long time ago. After my grandmother died I asked Mother if I could have it and she said yes. It didn't work and its brand is Dunklings, so I took it to a Dunklings the Jewellers shop at Southland shopping centre. They were quite snooty and uninterested in repairing an old clock, until I pointed out their own brand on the face. For a reasonable price, they repaired the clock. That was in about 1975, and it has ticked away ever since. Good heavens, Dunklings are still at Southland. I wind it each Sunday, or often any other day if I forget on Sunday, but only the clock, not the chimes as they are too loud. It lasts about 11 days when fully wound and its time keeping is appalling. When fully wound, it gains a minute or more each day, and then as the spring unwinds, it starts to fall back and at some point will become late. It is a rough guide to the time but strangely it is the clock we glance at most. Nothing better than a nice big dial.
Like a cat stimulates its appetite by playing with a mouse before killing it, so I teased myself with this cheesecake by leaving it sitting around for a couple of hours. I can't believe what it cost, but it was delicious.
The dying light was particularly nice this evening. Rage!
Yeah, a motherhood statement and preaching to the mostly converted at Melbourne's busiest intersection. Maureen from Mantangatang has made the journey by train to the Big Smoke with her friend Iris from Irymple. They are loaded with shopping parcels as they head for their train home and will have tales to tell their local friends about the really black people they saw in Melbourne. Iris asks, "Maureen, have you ever thought about, you know, black men, and you know....what people say? Ian isn't up to much now. I just wonder......."