We visited the National Gallery of Victoria (NGV) for the first time in around 2 years and were struck by this bicycle structure in the main hall. You could walk through and under it.
I began running on a regular basis. I became a person that enjoys going outside in the morning to run. I’d catch sights like these hot air balloons and the misty potential murder scene below that. I even got some new runners to celebrate my transition from somebody who DOES NOT RUN to someone who doesn’t mind it.
Some wild mushrooms suddenly popped up all over our garden. No sooner were they there, they were melting…
The Melbourne International Comedy Festival came to town for the third time since we’ve lived here, so I finally went to a show with these ladies. The show was funny, not too funny, but oddly in a tiny room. I guess there are so many acts that you get to see people in small spaces for a few dollars. I’ll definitely make a point to go again next year.
I took an after work wander around the city one night whilst listening to a few podcasts. I found a few streets near the university I’d never seen before. Pretty high on my list of favourite things is discovering streets I’ve never seen in the place I live. Melbourne is much bigger than Manchester but Melbourne’s city proper isn’t huge and because of the grid layout it’s difficult to find yourself lost down a street you don’t recognise. In Manchester I could walk for twenty minutes and have trouble figuring out where I am, less so here. That makes these detours even more special.
I had an afternoon tea for a friend’s birthday. I used to enjoy these a lot in Manchester, with Katie and Jill, there were so many places with casual afternoon tea menus. I’ve seen far less here so this was special. The cakes were delicious but I think the English make a better finger sandwich. The most mundane thing I’ve ever uttered?
Wintery, weekend breakfasts crept in and this was most delicious. Smoked kippers, fried, and eaten on buttered toast. This tastes like seasons and England and made me think of my Granddad’s breakfasts. I always remember him for the delicious, hearty meals he would make first thing. My favourite was the huge bowl filled with a variety of cereals (think a shredded wheat biscuit, cornflakes and bran flakes sharing the space, looking like a pie chart) and topped with milk and then double cream and sugar. Nobody reacts favourably to this anecdote. I’ve since recreated the cream and sugar on top of my Shredded Wheat and it is something special. I think he’d be a fan of this too…
Me and my favourite person went for a long Sunday walk along the Western coast of Port Phillip Bay. The day was crisp but the sun was warm and the water was so clear. We walked about 10km or so from Altona to Williamsburg. I love a long weekend walk and I think he joins me just to make me happy.