An interesting touch, which I didn't really appreciate much, but the gesture was nice, they servedwith my long black a small glass of soda water, which the waiter said was customary. Pas à mon goût, I'm afraid!
At the DJs café, very ritzy all in marble.
Attentive staff...
..great cake and good coffee!
The day's a warm and sunny one, with thirty degrees predicted for tomorrow and the weekend.That's what I was afraid of, but I will cope. At least it's not Black Saturday. Also may look for some jandals, ie leather sandals for my summer wear in Wellie as I no longer have any and they would be good for this hot weekend weather.
With Vic in his Japanese paradise..
..he has made miracles in his council flat!
Victor a retired pensioner like myself, has managed to turn a modest councel flar, albeit perched on the beautiful parkland of St Kilda, into an ecologically sound aesthetically beautiful living space which attracts a wonderful bird life and where he lives a quiet and exclusive life. Quite a miracle!
After a simple lunch of baguette sandwiches I had to reluctantly leave into the crowds of St Kilda commuters and take the tram back to the city and then the train to Chelsea, a beachside suburb not far from Frankston, where I was to catch up with old friends Frances and Jan.
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