A rather expensive toy for children but quite amazing. I suppose you are really supposed to make it yourself. Read nothing into me hanging around the department store toy area. I found a Christmas present for Tradie Brother there.
Sometimes the display of artworks within the enclosed cases in Campbell Arcade (Degraves Street Subway) can be quite weird but I really like these.
This was my grandmother's PMWU cook book, that is Presbyterian Women's Missionary Union. It rarely sees the light of day, with Household Management now using his tablet propped up on the bench if a new recipe is made or the details of an old one a little hazy in his memory. We don't have Chow Mein very often, so a reminder was needed and out came the old recipe book. R's Chow Mein tastes exactly the same as my grandmother's and my mother's. It was the most exotic thing Mother ever cooked. Was Chop Suey the same thing?
I can't remember if I have shown you these moon photos before. I think not. I was quite pleased with them.
Can't have Elephant's Child hogging all the pretty sky limelight. This was a nice sunset.
We bought this fruit bowl in Surfers Paradise earlier this year. It is damn heavy and the shop lass wrapped it really well for suitcase travel.
Myer was promoting Nutella, with your own name on the personalised label. R received for Christmas from Little Jo a decent sized jar of jelly beans, also personalised with his name.
We were waiting for a friend at Fed Square and I pondered how these bollards were being scraped. I did not wonder for long. A electric delivery cart came along and it just fitted between them. Then another appeared, it too just clearing the sides. Obviously that was on a good day. It's clear there is a high clearance failure rate.
A new person has moved into the third bedroom of the apartment next door. Our balcony is about one metre away from his window. He has rearranged the room with the bed under the window. I suppose he is an overseas Asian student as they always have been since the last family left. A few days later, he swapped, with his head under the window. Surely this is very bad sheng fui.
This is a closer photo of the Christmas tree surround. I am not really a frilly person but I can see quite some work went into by one of R's sisters.
I am probably among thousands, if not tens of thousands who has pointed their lens skyward to take a photo of the Melbourne Central shot tower and the dome. A shot tower was where molten metal was dropped down its height to make bullets.
At times a picture does not tell a thousand words, so words are needed. I haven't got time to find out what actually but water runs down inside the plactic and then flows across the almost horizontal clear panels below. Cooling of some kind I suppose. It is in Little Collins Street and part of the ecologically sustainable Council House 2.