Tuesday, February 26, 2013

How many cheeps

Day 1 home alone...double dip a 2er and
Ground floor perfumery, kitchenware and bags...


If you have no idea and need to lose an hour or become acquainted with a specific type of English humour before we entered the EU......jump to 20 mins for classic Mollie Sugden

For a moment I think I'm back in Seattle


But it is a different skyline





Having spoiled me with a bus ride, in our usual way we decide to acquaint ourselves with the full square footage of the city in Texan style heat because my legs have grown so long even Naomi Campbell feels threatened and P is scared I'll be able to look him in th eye without the need for a chair - not to mention having to break in my new Merrell Sangals (fashion note...the head of Australian Vogue got sacked a year ago for missing my bobby dazzlers.....).
 
Got enough Os



 
Warehouse number 9 which has been converted into Cell block H(otel) for  corporate troughing and boat admiration
 


 Russell Crowe lives at the end of the row below with a set of dragon garden ornaments he must have asked Mark Billam to pinch from outside the pagoda in Peasholm Park, Scarborough (click on link to be amazed at Yorkshire exoticism and you need to know as a kid I never got to the  island in the middle of the boating lake on which said pagoda was tantalisingly out of  reach and was a whole sixpence entrance fee because my mother had blown it on Ken Dodd and his Diddy Men at the Futurist).


 
By the way there was no sailing going on whatsoever just young men in skimps preparing for their NVQ in Polishing.

The Navy are a little unnerved about this crane which has a preservation order on it but occasionally drops lumps of metal whilst they are loading cannonballs and barrels of lemons for the next trip.

 
 
Lunch across from Lang Shan Crowe where a bowl of chips cost $10!!!!! but turn out to be the entire potato crop of Idaho. No wonder Oz is competing with the US on its obesity stats. I've come to the conclusion that the fit blokes in Iron Man are the same bloke in different budgie smugglers (local lingo) and false teeth who is sponsored by Krispy Kreme and this firm.
 
Onward to get the chip oil moving...P has to be credited with this, I couldn't reach over the gladioli
 
 
 
And it just wouldn't be our blog without cheeky local personalities
 
 
And  abit of history before we head off to Brisbane for culture with a capital K....
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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