Been here - done the trams!
Done the cycling around the Yarra river. . .
Had the gelato on the way. . .
Cycled cycled everywhere. . .
Eaten all we could handle - Greek et al. . .
Seen where Ned Kelly met his end. . .
Salivated and sampled. . .
Plate after plate . . . coffee after coffee. . .
grapefruit infused beer after grapefruit infused beer. . .
Never got tired of anything. . . just got tired. LOVED every well spent moment.
It was quite touching really - the demise of the ugliest piece of paper knick knack I've seen in years. Left behind without a pang by the owner of it, after the Pauper party - (see last post). I expected these little beauties to fire up quite fast, but instead I could have played the entire music from Saint Saens' 'Dying Swan' and still it wouldn't have caught properly. VERY satisfying watching the flames transform a piece of tackyness into this flaming winged apparition.
Finally reaching their more gorgeous state. Sans pink, sans baby blue, sans red roses, sans everything. Watch the video below and weep.
My first trifle - from out of Annabelle Langbein's book.
The party group
Enjoying first course.
And then we opened our mystery one dollar gifts - Cathy with her false eyelashes
Gordon and his Thai meal in a cup
Helen with her Sudoku cube
Dave and his elephant mug
John with his Bamboo King of world place mats
Me with my sole massagers
Naomi with her folded paper vase with swans.
A good evening had by all at the dress rehearsal for Dralion last night. Bought my souvenir mug in happy remembrance of the contortions and twistings of those tiny bodies on stage last night. Amazing.
Front of the paper full of some of the spectacle. Wasn't I a lucky girl to get a free ticket?
Work has been pouring in - what a thrill! Just when you think the recession is taking a big bite of your own business, three jobs came in today. The local council love my little drawings of neighbourhood scenarios and have asked for more. Yay! Love doing them too, so it's a win/win.
And though this may seem a small thing, we finally got a new loo today - pristine white one, to replace the old original stained pink. Thrilling. Nuff said.
This bag of old spuds found by me and belonging to flatmate wandered down the hall and waited outside his door for his return. Yes, those truly are root systems.
And I must trim back the bleak and window tapping vegetation outside my studio before it becomes impossible to see people going past and wave at them.
