This morning I breakfasted solo at a cafe called Toast and walked away with a bursting gluttonous stomach! It is very popular, and I was told there would be a 25 minute wait for my order of poached eggs, bacon, spinach and mushrooms, but I wasn’t worried being on holiday time. Speaking of time, I have been walking about the city so much these last few days that I have developed the dreaded watch band tan! Good sign to ditch the watch (a Christmas present from Mr FD hence the need to wear!). I read Bob Tart’s very amusing book, Enslaved by Ducks, drank my Irish Breakfast tea and teased Daughter2 by text who was in her office about where I was as I waited (I never said I was a nice person, let alone a good mother!)
The black swans say hi by the way.
As do these guys I met on the walk over
and this is just a grotesque seagull shot,
So a bit of a lazy day so far, but we may go to the movies this evening if we can summon the energy. In the meantime, here are some photos I prepared earlier…
During my visit to the museum yesterday, it was the actual building that interested me most. The building actually started its existence in 1891 as the old Perth gaol, and parts of it are in the process of being renovated, but they have also maintained original parts of it such as the police courts which opened in 1905..
Then it was over to the renovations.
That wraps up my visit to the Western Australian Museum in Perth, but you will be excited to read that I then visited the Western Australian Art Gallery also. Stay on the edge on your seats awaiting those gems to follow shortly!