“Come with us into the city, Mum. We will only be a few hours.”
And so I did.
And as always, the city did not disappoint.
The weather was perfect, the city felt loved, cosseted as it was by people, hundreds and hundreds of them. All shapes, all sizes, all codes of dress, all languages, all coming or going. Horses, bikes, cars, dogs, picnics, music, headphones, cameras, selfie sticks, iphones, a happy form of chaos.
We could chose from tennis, cricket, soccer or concerts – a smorgasbord.
For us, a free Missy Higgins concert – a treat for all.
Such a privilege to live in this city.
Looking across the Yarra River from Birrarung Marr
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