The Gang jumped into the Dreadnought last week for a quick dash to Melbs to pick up the Muzzbotts/have a pre-xmas fall-about with Granny (…with the sub-plot of Sir Galahad’s Exotica-ca Tour de Banksy) and what a jolly good romp it was. Fast and furious, just the way we likes it (as in get in, get out.) Especially at this time of year, when the city’s at its most frenetic; summed up so perfectly by Banksy’s Christ with Shopping Bags…
Fabbo. All that and more, but perhaps we’ll put it in some sort of vague order…
First up we hung about the Queen Vic Night Market with the Murray boys, as you do…
And then we had our Big Art Fix; Banksy (what else?) Which didn’t disappoint, always so much cooler in the flesh, eh…
…and, of course, the man himself has the last word…
Heaps more to see (we just chucked in our personal faves) – totally worth the bother.
And then we were off to our Christmas treat with Granny; High Tea at the Windsor followed by our habitual bevie with Chloe…
…one of our favourite, and enduring, cultural observances.
And then we forgot to take our camera with us on our night out with Marky and Cormack…
…but we had it the next day at Din Tai Fung (where, omg, we thought we’d died and gone to heaven – best dumplings EVER)…
And then we caught up with the lovelies at The Warehouse Pizzeria…
…and sugar artist extraordinaire Tina at Sugardrops Cake Studio…
…before finally Beating the Retreat…to Toora – for a wind-down in Bevie’s gorgeous garden followed by a divine day at Wilson’s Prom (our first ocean swim of the season)…
Perfeck.
