Afterwards we walked down to the end of Acland Street and Little Jo wanted to look inside the arcade. As we knew, there was little of interest inside for her but a bit to interest me.
Hands up who remembers the gift shop, Polka Dot Palm? It has long gone, a fire I seem to recall. But further up the street is Urban Attitude with lots of bits and pieces to pick up and look at and put down again. That amused the three of us for fifteen minutes. Then on to Readings book shop, and Little Jo was in heaven, soon sitting on the floor surrounded by books she was interested in. I have that already, was often heard.
We left the bookshop and started walking to the tram stop to go home and the wind suddenly swung around to become a cold south westerly. Perfect timing and we were soon on corner opposite home shivering in the cold blast.
When we caught the tram to St Kilda we found our local tram shelter has been turned into a lounge room for the homeless. Note the radio.
I did not have earphones with me to test whether sound would emanate from these sockets. The sign indicated they worked. A yes, Little Jo's legs can be seen.
The 'couch' sits over the bench seat. The synagogue appears to be a reflection but it on the other side of glass.
As we left the tram in St Kilda, I thought, I have not really decided about this new building, but I guess that might nearly be me saying it is ok. Perhaps I have become used to it.
Less than a fine experience at Rococo. Their other branch in Fitzroy Street opened too late for us to dine and drink at during last year's Pride March. Its loss was Leo's gain and it was collectively quite a substantial bill.
Seems to be apartments above the cafes where we were.
There were some things of interest inside the Coles arcade for me. Oh for the days before tram drivers became boring suburban types. I really like this sculpture and it is better if it is broken down into photographic bits.
Holding a can of VB. SM-32 intrigued me. It seems to be a figure which is something to do with scale modelling. Apart from the obvious S&M connotations, I also recalled SM32 for an aching tooth, but no, that was SM33.
Luna Park is less than 500 metres away.
The must be more murals in St Kilda than anywhere else on earth.
From the tram home, the placid Port Phillip Bay waters were now very choppy, with lots of white crests forming in the strong wind. As it does in Melbourne, the temperature must have dropped 10 degrees in 10 minutes.