Sunday Selections

Once again I'm joining with Elephant's Child and River for Sunday Selections  with a variety of photos, hopefully, unused here.

Kosov at times hides my bottle of Scotch, never so that I can't find it. He more moves it. My revenge was to wrap his large and beloved Nutella jar like this.

I didn't see any children at Easter, so the money I saved on chocolate eggs went towards these for my tenants. 

Aww, the pain.

This is built from mini Lego style blocks. Sister bought it for them when she was recently in the city. It took them a while to assemble it and they added the external bits to it.

Phyllis bought his mother a card for Mother's Day.

In Victoria Street, Richmond under the Epping and Mernda lines railway bridge.

A nice mosaic at a building entrance.

Phyllis told me there is a new supermarket at Southbank. I investigated. No wonder the City Road tram stop has become so busy. There is one full sized supermarket in the city at the QV Building, and now a full sized one has opened at Southbank. This new one is spread over two floors of this new high rise tower, with a lift and travelator to change floors. 

Quite nicely done and it is called Melbourne Square. I did not climb the stairs.

I am not sure how long the new station at Parkdale has been open after the elevation of tracks but they seem to have done such a nice job. There is even a kiss and drop off short driveway under the concrete supports.

I just thought you may have wanted to read the plaque. C'mon, you need to look down. 

The main entrance. To one side are heaps of cafes and food places. I did partake. The locals did not want this overhead train and new station. They protested loudly and vehemently. But now, the small local area is no longer divided by a train track at ground level and the messy train crossing has gone. What's not to love. 

Seating and a public toilet in the distance. 

I have just returned from dinner, last night as I wrote before this is published Sunday morning. It was a bit of sad day. Brighton Antique Dealer who will turn 90 later this year has earlyish dementia. She told me the same story three times, and could not remember meeting the mother of my friend and former workmate who she met on a cruise, nor my workmate himself. 

Further, about three months ago a champion Aussie Rules football player suicided. This week his twin brother, also a former champion football player who was going to run half a marathon in a week or so to raise money for a suicide prevention cause, but now he too has suicided. They both knew of their demons within and as often is the case, their lives were good, without any obvious reason to not want to live any longer. They received appropriate medical care, but it was not enough.  It is just so sad.