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Last week as I mentioned. You may be wandering why I have been lying low since then. Unfortunately is not due me having to sneak out of Melbourne after FXH and I took off on a Nabakovian inspired night on the town or some other event of debaucherious intent. You see we had a very pleasant evening at the cafe. The Melbourne blogging crowd are a friendly and mighty fine bunch of people. Plenty of interesting conversing was had and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. The FXH took myself and Carl on a wandering tour of the mysteries of Melbourne’s lane ways. This is was my first trip to Melbourne that I got a sense of the city and it is a wonderful, vibrant centre. The little bars and cafes that just pop up between buildings is a wonderful part of life. Pity the one bar we tried to go into decided that FXH wasn’t on the guest list. Not that there was a guest list. It was simply the sign of a cooler than thou door troll laying down his idea of what is hip. Apparently over 30 is out this year. FXH’s magical mystery tour was a nice end to the night. It was time for bed for me. I bade FXH and Carl farwell near the station. I watched both recede into the distance, both accosting passers-by trying to get their train fare home using the old Ethel Merman routine. I wandered back to my hotel, got to my room and then my body fell apart. The calamari was not a wise choice. I did not sleep a wink that night preferring to rock in a fetal position on bed watching the clock hoping for morning. Morning did come but no respite. I suffered through a few meetings I had to attend and the trip back to airport could not come soon enough. Do not fear. I was still impressed by Melbourne. Just next time I’ll be more cautious of what I eat.