Showing posts with label Caulfield. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Caulfield. Show all posts

Friday, 15 April 2011

I'm. Not. Dead.

While speaking with a friend named Michael the subject of this blog came up. Specifically, he wondered if the dearth of updates meant I'd passed away. In a world of uncertainty and swirling dark forces I can confidently state that as I write this I am NOT deceased.

I could guarantee my death would be treated with ghoulish glee if after posting this I walked out of Uffizi Cafe in Caulfield -- this morning's 'coffice', a horrific term recently trotted out on an Aussie TV show to describe coffee-serving establishments where freelancing professionals like myself do business -- and be hit by a tram. Ex-Pat Brags of Sentience Before Dying. Too high-brow. Oh the Irony! Bragging Yank Off-ed By #3 Tram.

The photo atop this post was taken Saturday at Kathryn & Patrick's wedding in Bundoora. I'd gone up to their place the weekend before to help Patrick finish a roofed deck, where the ceremony was held. Kathryn & Patrick (shown here exchanging vows on Saturday)are a one-in-22-million couple who go overboard to ensure all visitors to their home have a great time. We did, and hope they enjoy a similarly uproarious lifetime together.

More photos of the wedding may be found here.

Since returning from Fiji I've built a website for Interactive Intuition, my freelance copywriting and web content/strategy business. The site's unfinished as of this writing but if you're reading this you're a trusted friend ... so I'd appreciate any and all feedback regarding its usability, appeal, clarity, etc.

Monday, 24 May 2010

Phone snap potpourri.

Guilt over losing my digital camera in Brisbane hasn't subsided so I'm still snapping neighborhood pics with a hand-me-down Nokia phone. If some look familiar it's because you've seen them on Facebook. You get what you pay for ... and this is a free blog.
Morning in Caulfield Park.

St Kilda Botanical Gardens.

Fall colours along Balaclava Rd.

Local street art.

Saturday at Chadstone.

Shell-shocked face of a man whose wife is shoe shopping on Bridge Rd in Richmond.

Nothing screams 'Quality Merchandise!' like the frontage of this shop on Bridge Rd in Richmond.

Beloved literary character pimped out for overpriced threads. Or did Harper Lee decide to hawk women's clothes?

Oscar is Kitty King of the Mountain.

Sunday, 14 September 2008

Colours of spring.

Time to turn away from the grease and grime of US politics and celebrate spring's arrival in front yard gardens throughout Balaclava (above), Elsternwick and Caulfield ...




Friday, 23 May 2008

An unhealthy obsession.

View from my stool at Caffe Uffizi across from Caulfield Park. Amid the gloomy news in today's Herald Sun is a list of Top 50 Reasons to Love NY (strangely, only 20 reasons are available online). Included in the paper-version list is Bleecker Street's Magnolia Bakery.

See what I'm up against? I'm sipping perfect flat whites at a bustling cafe in Melbourne, Australia on a crisp autumn morning, nosing through a paper, when WHAM, I get broadsided by the memory of unbelievable cupcakes that were a guilty pleasure for Janine and I for many years but that are now on the other side of the planet. Do I need this???

Sunday, 6 January 2008

Sunday stroll

Aradhna and I took advantage of a pleasant swing in Melbourne's weather schizophrenia to explore neighborhoods abutting ours in St Kilda East. We discovered several lovely cafes, Caulfield Park, a real Italian deli, dozens of ethnic restaurants and colorful gardens fronting charming brick homes on every block, an example of which is shown in the photo above.
This St Kilda East home has the word 'MIAMI' over its front door.

Caulfield Park stirs primal picnic urges.

Among the antique shops, bridal salons and fashion boutiques of chi-chi Malvern is this impressive clock tower (overhead wires courtesy of the #6 tram line).

Moving to Victoria has introduced a new world of mystery plant life.

St Kilda gargoyle.