Melbourne - Ballarat - Melbourne
22 October 2014
I borrowed my niece's car to drive my sister-in-law (her mother) to Ballarat for the funeral of our old friend's mother. Sad, but OK: she'd had a good life and a long one.
By the time we got back to Melbourne, parked the car and caught the train into the city, I was knackered. A couple of beers, half a bottle of red, and a decent meal meant I needed a bit of sleep during a stellar performance from Pat Metheny. Almost a crime in my family, but I simply couldn't help it. I was awake for the really excellent bits.
