…were fighting for the crown.
Melbourne
Melbourne, land of latté quaffing.
This is my lunch. No wonder I’m getting tubbly.
Prahran
Standing at Prahran Stn. Just hit Chapel St and went to the most marvellous bookshop – full of old treasures and three cats. There was a 9-month rescue who insisted on being petted while I browsed poetry M-Z, and then when I stood to see A-M she decided that she would scratch herself on my [...]
