Random photos from all over the place as I roam our city along with some personal. No photos but I noticed some mainly Asian people dressed very strangely when I was out and about last week. Perhaps it is do with Jehovah's Witness convention with an expected attendance of 50,000 nutters at Docklands Stadium.
Winter is but a distant memory in Fawkner Park on a sunny but no doubt crisp and cold day.
Spring is soon to end and this photo is from early spring.
A fine building in Toorak Road West.
It is a very strange sculpture at the apartment building Lucient. I think it looks quite awful when lit in purple at night. Disagree with me about the sculpture please.
She's coming down and is now half the height she was here. More on that later.
Old Flinders Street train viaduct.
And a newer Flinders Street train viaduct. While I prefer the older viaduct, correct me if I am wrong train enthusiasts, but trains seem to have to travel more slowly on the old viaduct and can travel faster on the newer viaduct.
Rechabite Hall used to be quite visible on this old building in the back streets of Prahran but a tree now obscures it. A Vietnamese man told me many years ago that male Asian masseurs work in the building who are cheap and happy to give their customers a happy ending. I cannot possibly confirm this information.
I missed the photo of the vertical raised passenger door on this exotic looking car.
While I don't believe in anything Christmas happening before December, this is a rather stylish display in Collins Street. (Confession, I did buy and eat a mince pie the day before last)
Ah yes, a little free publicity for Burberry, which I think has gone a bit downmarket, however nice its Christmas reindeer are.
I've never heard of any Saint Collins, but that is the name of the arcade is in Collins Street.
Illegal parking outside Southern Cross Spencer Street Station. I was catching a bus in the opposite direction, but returned to the stop in the photo, so it does affect me. The first car looks like an Uber and the second is a taxi. I wish I knew Twitter better and could tweet City of Melbourne parking officers. Book 'em Danno.
A visit to Footscray Market and we found a new shopping jeep which we use to bring weekly shopping up from the car to our apartment. This is the old one with a very bent axle from when it carried huge tubs of paint when we last repainted. We paid the same price for the new one as we did for the old one bought from Victoria Market, sixteen years ago. That and the old balcony chairs went out for the hard rubbish collection but disappeared before the rubbish was collected. We have bought new balcony chairs but kept the old table.
The welds on the old chairs were breaking and they were looking very rusty and shabby.
While it looks ok here, the killer hot 40 degree day did wonders for the new potted petunia, bought from a posh nursery rather than the big green hardware shed.
The dressing gown I ordered from New York arrived, posted from Germany. It has no labels aside from an L for Large. It is too small for me, who is an L. While it just keeps me decent, it leaves my
pectoral muscles saggy old man chest exposed. Including delivery, it was $20. It will go into the charity bin in the basement.
I am officially old now. I went to the optometrist for the government paid eye test and I now need to wear glasses all the time if I want to see properly. Omg, the cost. I am a poor person on a fixed income. Maybe not so poor, as I bought one pair of multi focal light transitional carbonite glasses and a pair of extended reading glasses, suitable for reading and computer use at home. I'll collect them in a week or so. I am looking forward to seeing male
crotches faces better in the street, and perhaps traffic lights, other cars and street signs when I am driving. On the way as we hunted out somewhere to brunch, we came across H&M at the old GPO. We haven't been there since it opened some years ago. What gorgeous clothes they have for young men, which we are not. Terrific though, a light weight linen dressing gown for more than I should have paid, but still not a too bad price. It gets so hot in the early morning here in the apartment as the sun shines in and it is unbearable to be wearing a heavy dressing gown.
I took this photo in Chapel Street, Prahran, I think. I've no idea what Electric Ladyland is. Of course you know where my mind would go, but I don't think so.