Mr Cazzle and I arrived at Young and Jackson’s just after 7, and made our way upstairs to Chloe. We got there, and paused for a moment to work out where to look next, when a waitress popped up behind us and asked if she could help us. We said “We’re here to meet people we haven’t met before”, and she said “Ahhh, under Chloe? The man with the red jacket asked me the same thing”. We took a look, and sure enough, the man with the red jacket was pld, already seated with Redboss.
We made our way over, and were given an enthusiastic greeting, and a clip on koala - always the finishing touch to any outfit - from a collection living on Redboss’s jacket. We were then seated, and preceded to enjoy a drink and a chat about life in general, the US, Tasmania and Sydney, Big Brother Australia vs. Survivor and other fascinating trivia. After some time (I didn’t have a watch), the decision was taken to move on to Brunswick Street to find a bite to eat. We walked down to the tram stop, where we were greatly entertained by a street preacher and his backing vocalist until the number 112 arrived and took us to our destination.
A stroll down Brusnwick Street afforded us a good look at some interesting characters, shops and sights, including a giant man-eating flower, a la Mario Brothers, on top of a florist, some terribly interesting clothes that pld was disappointed to see didn’t come in his size, and what seemed like 400 different places to eat, each more enticing than the next. We made our way to the Noodle Palace, a reasonably priced eatery that had a conveniently empty table, and there we enjoyed a delicious meal of noodles. The food was good, the company was great, and we talked the evening away. Mr Cazzle and pld discovered a common love of Monty Python, and we all chuckled over the Simpsons, then we discussed the pros and cons of owning your own computer. Later, the waitress started revealed that she was originally from LA, and planning on going home for Christmas. She was very chatty! We sat and talked to her for a little while, before deciding to move on for coffee and cake.
We made our way to the Provincial, where we couldn’t get a table, but Redboss bumped in to some cronies and in no time at all, we had taken over the table they had just left. Coffee all round and some delicious desserts, before we knew it, it was nearly 11 and time to head back into the heart of Melbourne - pld had an early flight, and Mr Cazzle and I faced a 90 minute drive home. We caught the tram back, and parted company.
I feel safe in saying that a wonderful time was had by all. It was a great night, and I hope we can do it again some day soon!
Didn’t take many pics (having too good a time to remember camera :)), but will endeavour to get them online ASAP.
