Sunday, August 02, 2015

A Night on the Town

With all the house renovation and chuck in my four day week as a working man, time gets away and once again the Blog has become somewhat irregular. The house renovation is drawing to a close with the fence now completed - the front rooms all now painted and decorated. We rebuilt the rear outdoor deck and the garden is coming up a treat.

We have only a few more items to tick off the list - a splash of paint here and there outside, two rooms to have new carpet laid but the last job I've held off on is our bedroom en suite. That will be the last major job with a new vanity and shower to be installed and then a new coat of paint to match the rest of the theme.

The auction is still planned for late September or just maybe early October. Just in time for a family to have a great Christmas present. As for us - who knows. We really haven't planned that far ahead but we are still thinking of a small rural town not more that 100 kms from Melbourne. We think we may build a home to suit our needs. Sue is already planning the kitchen.

As usual, I digress - off on a tangent. This post is about a night on the town.

This Friday night, we had a night in the city, Melbourne Central. We took the Metro train from our station at Mentone to Flinder's Street Station. The train was crowded with people on the way to the city for the Footy where Richmond and Hawthorn football clubs were to do battle.

As we left the station it was just a short walk across the Prince's Bridge that spans the Yarra River to the Art and Entertainment Centre and Southbank precinct. With a full moon out and the city lit up, we were looking forward to our night on the town. We arrived early enough to enjoy a meal and and a glass of wine before the show.

I'd heard on the radio that there was a one man show at the Art and Entertainment Centre based on the life of Harry Nilsson, a favorite singer of ours. He died much too young due to alcohol and drugs and left a wife and kids behind. The scene was set in his living room with a chair, a bar and the piano.
His narrative was informative giving a background of Harry's troubled life and interspersed with some of his great songs.

75 minutes, it all ended too soon so we popped off for an after show cocktail before hopping back on the train back home. Little did we realise that we would return home with the footy crowd once again. Some happy - some sad!!!

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Wednesdays in France

We have have a few favorite places in the Loire.
Richelieu has been one of them.
They recently restored their market and so
We wanted to see the results.
We were impressed and even bought a few things.
Cardinal Richelieu wanted to build the perfect town.
The plan was there, unfortunately today
it is a little down in the tooth
but, one can imagine what his dreams were.
Maybe, just maybe - today's people can bring back
some of the magic.

Looking out on the square from the restored market.

The Cardinal
A blog dedicated to the town of Richelieu
A You Tube thing worth a look

Sunday, July 19, 2015

Pickets on the Fence

The front fence must be the longest saga of this house renovation. The dining and living rooms in essence are finished except for those little decorating things - wall hangings, Vogue accessories, all that rubbish (Sue's job).

Meanwhile I'm out doing the heavy stuff. Bloody pickets - I'm sick of them but having said that, the finished result gives me a sense of pride.

Pretty little pickets all in a line.
Sanding - painting - this is the hard stuff

Welcome to our home
Hope we get a really good result on the auction towards the end of the year when we put the home on the market.

Friday, July 17, 2015

There was a Time

Way back in my past, there was an Antique and Vintage shop I had. Some of that furniture and nick knacks are still with me. Some of it is in our revamp house today.

Edwardian, Art Nouveau, Art Deco and a touch of kitch were a part of the shop. Where we were was a great place to buy items, not a great place to sell. It was in the 70s - today sees a change in the area where old is new. We were ahead of our time.

149 Plenty Road, Preston - 1975