Anyway, by the time the afternoon was here I was pretty tired of four walls and despite the day being bitterly cold I went out for a walk. I planned to go out on the Merri Creek trail but there was rain coming and going. I didn't feel like getting rained on for fun and so I wandered through Fitzroy in the general direction of Alexandra Avenue. This took me past the house I lived in in about 2012 in my first stint of sharehouse life.
|My old digs|
|Pinnacle Hotel, Fitzroy North|
By the time I'd walked to about Scotchmer Street I felt like stopping for a break and found myself outside the Pinnacle Hotel, a narrow wedge-shaped pub that was appealingly empty. That is, it contained only three couples and a group of young women who I took to be sisters or friends with a young child. I ordered the house red and sat at a table for one jotting in a notebook and trying to think of something insightful to say without much success. I really should try poetry again; sadly despite many attempts I think I've only ever written one poem that was half-decent.
|Table for one, please|
I walked a bit further but the rain came back and after sheltering outside the library for a while I said "bugger this" and turned north again. I passed the Already Read bookshop which looked warm, but then I remembered that I have three shelves of unread books. Besides which, I can't remember the last time I actually finished a book. Depressing or what? I'd love to read but I don't have the time and, if I'm honest, I don't get enough out of them to make it feel like a worthwhile exercise.
|Already Read Bookshop, Fitzroy North|