After my beachy post yesterday, me and the boys decided we would hit the beach ourselves.
We headed for South Melbourne, and even though the water was sort of cloudy after all the rain, the boys went for a dip (with strict instuctions not to put their heads under). Not one to sit idly on the sand I took my trusty rubbish bag and collected some beach debris. As you can see , the plastic refuse was in plentiful supply.
Even though the beach is a bit iffy, I still have a soft spot for old South Melbourne.
The first ever house I lived in when I moved out of home was a tiny terrace in South Melbourne near the old Swans footy oval. Then about eight years later Mr BJ and I got married in the Hotel Victoria (see pic) opposite the pier, when it was a real pub and not fancy shmancy apartments.
The first ever house I lived in when I moved out of home was a tiny terrace in South Melbourne near the old Swans footy oval. Then about eight years later Mr BJ and I got married in the Hotel Victoria (see pic) opposite the pier, when it was a real pub and not fancy shmancy apartments.
After the celebrations, we spent the night in the third floor suite with the little tower look out.
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