C'est magnifique. La lune vue depuis le balcon.
A violinist near the Arts Centre.
A cellist in Swanston Street.
We were sitting having brunch in Centre Place just to the right of the seated man and we could hear the gentle sounds of the cello. It was just lovely and I popped around to make a tiny donation and take her photo and it was the same lass as in Swanston Street but about ten days later.
Celebrating the Christian Harvest Festival outside Melbourne Town Hall. I have a vague childhood memory of instead of attending Sunday School, we went into the church and all these vegetables were displayed. I suppose it is to celebrate a successful harvest towards the middle to end of summer. I am not so interested.
Didn't they learn from the Hindenburg? Kaboom!
The not very old pepper grinder has failed. We are so unlucky with salt and pepper grinders. I think we will look for a replacement in Big W this time, rather than a department store or homewares store.
Stuff for Mother's next garage sale, that just ain't gonna happen. It can go into the skip we will bring in to clear out the house when the time comes. Meanwhile it all fills an empty bedroom at her house. Among the bits is a brand new electric icecream maker given to us by someone who did not want it. We decided we did not want it and suggested Mother could give it to her best friend to give to her son's family and kids.
I was doing something on the tablet as well as the computer and I am such a silly sausage. I swiped across the computer monitor, with no effect of course, apart from a finger line of margarine and Vegemite.
Last week's flowers were a bit different. They should label the less familiar flowers in shops.
You can afford a smart car like this yet you don't pay your tolls or traffic/parking fines. Prahran car park. I thought I had taken another snap of a car in Little Lonsdale Street but it turned out to be a shaky video. Damn touch screen cameras.
Ohh. What is this at the Melbourne Recital Centre?
Part of Summersalt Festival. I didn't get the title until I mentioned it to someone and heard it in my ears.
The Jean Paul Gaultier exhibition has finished and a day or so later the signs were replaced. The tram is still running around advertising the event though.
Who is Terful? A conductor?
Hmm, more than one queer thing at Hamer Hall. I've actually seen kids stop in their tracks and their jaws drop when they see this.
Southgate area at South Bank. The Ice Bar is somewhere here and has been closed due to non payment of rent.
The Melbourne Cricket Ground in the distance houses 100,000 spectators of various sports, principally Australian Rule Football and of course cricket. We refer to the lighting towers as the fly swats.
About time the Princes Bridge lamps had another coat of paint. It is a very time consuming and I expect expensive job.
I showed you the top of this building a while ago. I was curious. Later the same day these photos were taken, I investigated. I will make it a separate post.
The Nicholas Building in town is an impressive building but the return arcade are looking a little shabby. I am not sure if I was in this building or maybe the century building a couple of years ago and it still had a lift attendant operating the handle back and forth with no 'auto' option.
There is a little story I heard about this flower shop outside Melbourne Town Hall. In an effort to make the city alive and bright even into the early hours the owner committed to staying open all night and the rent paid is little more than a peppercorn amount.
Bradman's handbags and travel goods has long disappeared by the signage remains. On the ground level and basement is Strandbags, where I bought my new suitcase.
Yeah, just what the trees need for summer, a yarn bombing. Why not do it in winter when the sap is cold........actually, I need to think these things through before opening my mouth. If the sap is warm in the winter, maybe they will not lose their leaves or come into leaf too early. Don't interfere with nature, Andrew.
Most of these photos were taken on a Thursday. Thursday is Mother Day, when R takes Mother out and he kindly suggested, don't you come. Take some time for yourself. It was much appreciated. Of course when he learnt I was not working the following Thursday, he said, good, you can take your mother out. He relented and came too and we had a nice lunch with Mother, Oldest Niece, Hippie Niece and Great Niece.