My photo, taken from our table, of the smug city seagulls on their million-dollar Federation Square perch, complacently observing us eat.After a big Saturday Night in the best seats At The Opera thanks to the generosity of That's So Pants, how lovely it was for us both to Sunday Blogger-Brunch with Hawt Highriser, the legendary, elusive and saintly R, and Copperwitch.
We were, however, scanning the horizon for Sanity Clause who failed to appear because he was looking for his phone, left in someone else's car for the second time in a week.After the delicious food, Pants and I really enjoyed the British Watercolours 1760-1900 collection of the NGV just up the road. See my groovy image left, showing how blatantly 'designer' Roy Grounds regurgitated the style of Le Corbusier.
See that desk top right? That is the place for paying membership fees to the NGV association. When I approached waving the application and money, the 'Attendant' fled, claiming it was closing time.
For some reason Pants blogger finds this hilarious.
We then 67-trammed to my cousin in Caulfield for a garden party with poodles, dragging ourselves away to do battle with Vline and the horror that is So Cross Station, to get back to opposite sides of regional Victoria. What a weekend.
You demonstrate yet again the reality that is the blogosphere. That folks who exist on line can materialise into real people with real lives who occasionally connect in real time.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like you've had the best of days. All these wonderful bloggers some of whose blogs I read suddenly sound so very very real.
What joy.
What a weekend, and what company to share it with.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like a very nice blogger get-together!
ReplyDeleteThe Lord's prodigal phone has returned home safe and sound. The taxi driver whose cab hosted it for a couple of days made contact and, true to his word, dropped it off to the Lordly residence on his way out to the airport. When offered a reward for his kindness, he stated quite firmly that he expected nothing. He was simply following the principles of his religion. I managed to press the said reward onto him, as a thank you for his kindness and the inconvenience we had caused him.
ReplyDeleteAll Hail Hussein, devout Muslim and model taxi driver!!
Ms. N. Melba
dear darling Dame Nellie
ReplyDeletewe knew he was A Good Person when Pants phoned from brunch table described above, and Mrs Hussein answered and was a sweetie.
I stacked a car in pouring rain on Tulla freeway in 2008 and of the hundreds of other cars passing, only a group of full-burka Muslims helped me. what a world.
X X Ann O'Dyne
Where are the photos of the food???
ReplyDeleteI'm glad the weekend went so well for all of you. I could say I wish I'd been there, but you went to the opera and I'm glad I missed that!
Where are the photos of the food???
ReplyDeleteI'm glad the weekend went so well for all of you. I could say I wish I'd been there, but you went to the opera and I'm glad I missed that!
Saintly R, snort. River, the meals that should have been photographed were Copperwitch's Vego and Pant's salmon.
ReplyDeleteI'm yet to meet any of my blog buddies!! And ... if/when I do, I'm sure it won't be nearly so elaborate!!
ReplyDeleteWow! Seems damn fine do!
ReplyDeleteThe opera was thrilling and I know I should have mentioned it more, but that requires more brain than I have.
ReplyDeleteRiver & Andrew: I didn't even glance at anyone else's food as my own was delicious and urgently required. The cafe was very agreeable. I wish you had all been there with us, but then we would all still be there yakking and laughing.
Thanks for your visits - and Red Nomad - if you are in the Grampians keep driving East to Ballarat and we will have a blogger brunch of our own. X X X
Sounds and looks like a great weekend. I smiled at your comment about opera requiring more brain than you have. I'm an opera singer and we're often told we have resonance where our brains should be.
ReplyDeleteHi Kass thanks for visiting and I am so impressed. Did I meet Girl Lightning the Vancouver opera chick through your blog?
ReplyDeleteThe opera was Floyd Carlisle's Mice And Men directed by Bruce Beresford (the principals were from the US). It had a fabulous film insert and I had forgotten about Beresford's direction when I was thinking 'wow, top class production-values here'. doh.
We had a Woody Allen scene during interval when I said to Miz Pants that the first act was very Wagnerian and I kept thinking of Elmer Fudd going 'kill da wabbit, kill da wabbit', and a very rich looking woman who passed us overheard this and said "I lecture on Wagner and am always telling my students to see that cartoon".
X X Annie
Ooooh so jealous - I'd love to meet Andrew, R and Coppy! And you too of course :)
ReplyDeleteMay get to meet you one day as well...am on my way down there now if my van will make it...feel like a very old hippie in my VW with a sore back, sore muscles, sore everything after the big move
ReplyDeleteYER, Werll, an hanging about .....
ReplyDelete* oops - correction - 'am' .. chortles ...
ReplyDeletearrived today and found your card waiting for me...thank you. haven't got my list of email addresses out of the port yet - haven't an address for you...have an excellent card I would like to send if you like to email me your address
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