The contrast between the eastern Melbourne suburb of Camberwell to the south London suburb of Camberwell has always interested me. There is gentrification happening in London's Camberwell. No need for that in our very posh Camberwell. To paraphrase former PM, the late God Gough, its north south traffic sewer, Burke Road, contains the longest stretch of bible bashers in Australia. Yes, Camberwell is ever so middle class, with many church goers and is a 'dry' area. That is no hotels and if a restaurant wants to serve alcohol, as is the normal, it must apply for a liquour license, but also to the local council, whereupon residents must vote in a referendum on the application.
Another suburb name sticks out, Brooklyn. The borough of Brooklyn in New York is undergoing rapid gentrification. I suppose most people get to Brooklyn using the Brooklyn Bridge. We used the Subway. I remember it as being the first time I saw a lad on those electric wheel things that you stand on. (yes, I can't remember the name). He looked ever so cool as he maneuvered around, back and forth and around. He was a young black bloke and he looked quite interesting. He did not look around, seeking approval, which I was glowing with, but just rolled around.
I'm afraid a huge number of factories and commercial buildings will have to be demolished before Melbourne's Brooklyn could even be close to being like Brooklyn in New York. It never could be, really.
Speaking of New York, it was there I first saw buffalo wings on menus in restaurants. We never partook, but R found them already prepared in our local supermarket and as I type this, they are being served up.
Later: I rather like buffalo meat. It is quite spicy. Best you google buffalo wings to see the truth, if you don't already know.
Post inspired by Jah Teh, who asked me what happens to parcels when they are delivered to The Highrise. Oh, has she been saving cents and is going to send us something gloriously unwanted? R's last Euro passport was delivered from the British High Commission, but we weren't home to accept delivery, so then it went to some sort of secure depot in Brooklyn, and he had to drive to Brooklyn to collect it. Fat lot of use his Euro passport is now, post Brexit vote. My dreams of living in Budapest, Vienna or Prague have vanished, by a vote in the UK. I still have the St Ives option. Cannot afford Kensington or Knightsbridge, barely Paddington or Bayswater. Stop, there is another, Bayswater. Our outer suburban Bayswater is very different to London's Bayswater. Read on.
A neighbour's wife when asked by us where she grew up (hey, we are nice. We did not ask which school she went to) replied with, the Yarra Valley, quite respectable. Later it came out that is was Melbourne's very outer suburb of Bayswater, quite a different place to the Yarra Valley, which is country, where wine and cheese, and fruit, berries and vegetables come from.
As I descend the social status ladder, I am determined to take down those who are trying to rise above it.