Showing posts with label kent st. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kent st. Show all posts
Saturday, July 14, 2012
friday night
friday night i headed back into the city with ruth and emma to see william's new play the mcneil project. jim mcneil was an australian playwright who wrote several plays during the seventies while in prison for armed robbery. he has since become one of australia's most well regarded playwright. william played a young, naive law student who ends up sharing a cell with two hardened criminals. it was an excellent play. we sandwiched the play in between dinner at the italian waiter's club (one of my all time favourite restaurants) and drinks at kent st.
Monday, June 25, 2012
weekend
this weekend was family dinners and late nights. getting to bed at sunrise and waking up for pancakes and bacon at about 3 in the afternoon. late night surprise family drinks at kent st, black pudding and goat at josie bones and the cheese platter at the post office hotel. throw in a 30th birthday, an afternoon of wine and music and a decent sunset and it's been a pretty full couple of days.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
early sunday morning
The nice thing about having friends who work in bars is the after close lock in. When all the general drinkers and patrons have packed up their pint glasses and headed off into the evening, the door to the bar closes, the lights come on and the bartenders get to sit down and have a few beers after a busy night. Last night was William's birthday drinks at Kent St and Peter took over his usual Saturday night shift being the generous brother he is. I had my camera out all night and the lock in photos are my favourite; everybody's a little worse for wear but completely surrounded by good people and close friends.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
friday night
After Peter finished work we wandered up to a new bar I'd been wanting to try called I Know A Place. It was this tiny little room with a big concrete beer garden out the back. It would be perfect in Summer but it was pretty lovely on a cold Winter's night. The bartender recommended us a few drinks and we waited until the hot dog stand was set up. We felt a little bit like somebody's older dorkier cousins who had arrived at the party far too early but it was good to sit just the two of us and deconstruct the week together.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Friday, March 30, 2012
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