Yeah, it turns out that I don’t actually sleep well with such a very light doona. Was up very late reading and online - and I was amongst the first of the public to hear of Shane Warne’s passing overnight. RIP. Slept in a little. Breakfast at the bedsit. Rode to the Shane Warne statue at the MCG to pay respects and watch the throng. I liked watching the photographers trying to get good shots of people laying down flowers or looking up at the statue. Their cameras were so loud and would have to have been very distracting for people trying to have a quiet thought about Mr Warne. Rode to Northcote to meet [REDACTED AND REDACTED], and their dog. Good to see them. We went to the wine place that [REDACTED] cooks at. I’ve been wanting to try the food there for ages. It was really good. Nice place too. Played pool. Visited [REDACTED] at a makers market. Great guy. Rode around a bit. Slightly humid again today. I was sweating like crazy and felt gross as hell. Got some Uniqlo. Got a roasting dish to turn upside-down and stand on top of in the shower here because the water pools up above the height of the thongs I wear in there. Jesus. Had dinner, had a nap. Went to a concert at the convent in that little space with the cute stained glass windows that [REDACTED] and I went into a couple of months ago. The music was great. Nice backing sounds of some sort - loops or something - and then improvised playing of some instruments like a clarinet or something (I don’t know instrument names) on top. Really liked it. Didn’t feel like staying late so I just watched one act. Home. Pretty big day by my standards! M: 7. E: 7. 😇🙂🥰😍
