Rock Is Dead

LONG LIVE PAPER AND SCISSORS!

I've been to Melbourne to see my dear Moose, and splendid they both were. For those of you not yet rendered unconscious by my photo collection, here are the edited highlights:

1. 1. Being allowed to hang out with beautiful people (c.f. the beautiful people)

2. Pretending to be a real live theatre person by watching the show from 'heaven' and from the wings and generally getting in everyone's way.

3. Visiting the Italian book and music shops in Carlton - on reflection it might have been simpler (and cheaper) to move my house to Lygon Street...

4. Being rescued from a truly filthy 'Donwannagome' mood on Tuesday by a trio of utterly delightful silver-haired ladies who cornered me in the Plant Crafts Cottage in the Botanic Gardens and bombarded me with enthusiasm for their activities until I couldn't help but feel in love with the universe again. I still owe them a dollar - and I intend to pay it back!

5. The tram driver who plied us with all sorts of useful information - including where the Bunnings on Bourke Street has moved to and how to get there - and passed the time at traffic lights asking her assembled passengers who it was who was wearing Jean Paul Gaultier.

A delightful city in delightful company - thanks, guys, can't wait to see you again.