Yes! It's now three times in the last twelve months. Beginning to be a habit it seems.
Ah, but this time was special. A mate and I conspired to vistit this exhibition:
Go, go if you can. The most wondrous garments are there. Day dresses, cocktail dresses, suits...and ballgowns...sigh.
I can't ply you with pictures - the garment images are copyright V&A (the origin of the collection).
Our approach with two not-terribly-interested kids each was: visit a public monument (the cathredral) with a bit of quiet inside.
A bit of running around outside.
Visit Rosalind Park with magnificent old trees, walk up (steep) Camp Hill to the poppet head tower on top, brave the WIND climbing the stairs to the top of the poppet head, a play in the playground nearby, milkshakes/iced chocolates and cake at the gallery cafe...then, on to the exhibition. Restive towards the end, the offspring were good for about two hours. Just enough time.
If I lived in Bendigo I'd be visiting once a week. Well, maybe not. When something like this is on your doorstep it gets taken for granted - "Oh it's here for months, plenty of time". I lived for some time within cooee of Kakadu (at Humpty Doo on the Arnhem Highway) and did not visit. How silly is that. In defence: we were going to move back to Darwin after time in Alice Springs. I enjoyed living in both those places. I enjoy living where I am now.
Clare and Ally were actually quite interested in the Couture Exhibition. I noticed Clare tucked her top in to her skirt and lifted the top of the skirt up to her waist.
But really, they just wanted to get back to the swimming pool at the caravan park!
