Is one town hall starting to blend into the next. I suppose because I know most of them, they don't for me. I travelled to this one with an acquaintance who had delayed his train and tram enthusiasts annual trip to Melbourne twice because of you know what, then at the last minute booked a long weekend here. After photos here where we arrived at Glenferrie Station, we caught a 16 tram to Kew and then although I had told him the modest Kew Town Hall had been demolished, he wanted to look for himself. We caught the 109 and not expecting to go there, I hadn't checked a map and it was only a few hundred metres away. There was a lovely asphalt car park where the town hall once sat.
He then wanted to travel on the new rail flyovers on the Frankston train line. I suggested we catch the next 109 tram to Hoddle Street, then the 246 bus to Richmond Station and then the train, and he thought that was a good idea. He then said, doesn't this bus go to Elsternwick Station? I said yes and he said we will just stay on the bus then and catch the train from Elsternwick. I unthinkingly agree and he made the mistake I nearly have myself, it is the wrong train line. We needed the Frankston line, not Elsternwick Station on Sandringham train line.
We would have to backtrack to South Yarra Station and go from there, but we had just missed a train and being a Sunday, the next one was twenty minutes away. I'd had enough and it was getting late, so we caught the approaching 67 tram back to The Highrise and he continued on to Flinders Street Station. He then discovered there was bustitution (another useful invented word Hels) on the Frankston line, so he went to Sunshine instead.
Anyway, a little about Hawthorn Town Hall, at the corner of Glenferrie and Burwood Roads. The plaza to the right of the building is on the actual corner and was once the site of a 70s bank building.
Hawthorn Town Hall was completed in 1890, somewhat late for a grand town hall but Hawthorn then would have almost been an outer suburb. Maybe not from my photos, but it is perfectly symmetrical from the absolute front of the building. I like symmetry. City of Hawthorn was absorbed into City of Boroondara in the 1990s local council amalgamations and is now called Hawthorn Arts Centre.
On a personal note when I was 18 and I was working in a pub, I met Olwen, a woman 20 years older that myself. We became friends, travelled together to Queensland and stayed for a couple of weeks, kept company, she cooked and cleaned for me in South Gippsland when my father and step mother took a holiday and we used to go ballroom dancing, and Hawthorn Town Hall was one of the places where we used to go dancing. Afterwards we would have one drink at the nearby Glenferrie Hotel as she hoped her unrequited love man might have been there. He never was. She had a smoking hot teenage son, two years younger than me, but he looked older than me. While he was straight, Des and I had some quite frank conversations. Wow, I haven't thought about all that for many years.
This photo is duplicated as a test. I used to resize photos before uploading them when Blogger didn't. Now Blogger does, I want to see the difference between my resized photo. I like that it is not a painted white hotel but painted in a stone colour.