An interesting variation of my route to get home today. I ended up nearly circumnavigating Richmond after impatience at seeing the traffic. It was banked up from McRobb bridge around the Boulevard, then back down onto the freeway to the toll gantry. (Toll gantry on a freeway? Too hard, I’ll explain some other time.) Anyway, I continued on around to Punt Rd, nearly slammed into the back of a bimbo who decided to stop in a no-standing merge lane, phone to ear, while she attempted to merge one-handed with 80km/hr traffic, then had to continue up to Bridge Rd because I’d forgotten that you can’t turn right into Swan St. Eventually I got home and thought that next time I’ll just wait patiently in the grid-lock!

Tonight we’d decided to go and see a movie, the only problem was that neither Jo nor I could choose. Eventually it came down to Gosford Park, because the season was nearly over, and 9 pm because there was no way we could get to an earlier session in time.

We drove off into the uncharted reaches of Camberwell this evening to find a cinema, and took a wrong turn somewhere along the way. Gosford Park was worth it though, lots of chuckles and a cast of characters that I’m still trying to get straight in my head. “The butler did it…

We should now be able to drink professionally made coffee as a result of the course Joey went on today. Elementary Espresso 2000, quite a humorous name, but it enables her to safely run the espresso machine in the café without endangering herself or others.