Our dyke friends have a dog, a cute enough dog, but I don't love dogs with a passion unless they are my own. Last year, they planned to participate in the RSPCA's Million Paws Walk around Albert Park Lake, but due to St Kilda Road being closed, they could not get there very easily. This year they registered before hand and asked if we would like to join them.
Our original plan was to meet them at the starting point and do the whole walk. The night before, we decided we would truncate our walk and just meet them at the point on the lake nearest our place. On the day of the event, we realised it was a decent walk to the lake from our place and a decent walk home. We decided we would catch a tram down St Kilda Road and meet them at Powerhouse.
As we stood at the tram stop waiting for an infrequent Sunday morning tram, a cold blast of wind came in from the south, bringing a shower. We were on the verge of sending a 'this is absurd' text and coming back inside. But we persisted and met up with them and walked perhaps three kilometres rather than the full lake circumference of five.
Just to compensate for the effects of a walk, we found a stall selling egg and bacon sandwiches, and nice they were too. We watched some Carlton football players taking their dogs through an easy hazard course. The girls went on their way for lunch and we decided rather than go to town via home, we go straight to the city on the Clarendon Street tram. More bits and pieces bought and then home to book a day trip to Paris from London. Train to Paris and lunch half way up the Eiffel Tower has to be good, but my hand is trembling badly every time I enter my credit card number online.
It was a busy enough turn out.
Little Bella and friend try sharing a stick.