Day 342 - Hair appointment

On my way to the hairdresser today, I stopped at Ikea. This little dinner party caught my eye. The guests seem to be having a great time, especially the hippos.

The graffiti was spied in a side street. Here's the close-up and you can also see the rest of the wall here.


I'm fascinated by the combination of retail and residential in the inner city. This residence is above the shops in Gertrude Street, Fitzroy. It would be a nice change not to live in the suburbs.

Day 182 - Here's an irrelevant photo

It's a case of the photo being irrelevant to the day. Would you have preferred a photo of me taking my sons to have their hair cut (and one of them emerging looking like Jerry did in an episode of Seinfeld, which curiously centred on a barber called Enzo - same name as our hairdresser). Or a photo of me silently cursing when I scored a very, very, very slow person at the supermarket checkout? Or me getting wet on the way to the car with my shopping? The laundry perhaps? I think not. This photo will do for today.