11/11/11, swinging about

It's Friday! It's also 11/11/11. I was too distracted with work to notice 11.11am, so I will have to make sure I'm awake for 11.11pm.

I walked home along Southbank tonight and there were three women in long dresses swinging about in the air on long bendy sticks. I think the performance was part of the opening celebrations for the revamped Southgate precinct.

Banana juggling and The Magic Handbag

Svetlana squeezes indelicately through a hoop (Is there any other way?)

Today's fun was planned. I went back to see the full performance of the California-based Daredevil Chicken Club after only catching the highly entertaining final 10 minutes of it yesterday when I happened upon the Streets of Melbourne Festival by chance.

I was wiping away a laughtear after that small taste so I wanted to see the rest and wasn't disappointed. How could you be let down by two people juggling bite-sized pieces of banana with their mouths (below - the piece of banana is just under the red V on the right)? Yes, the banana came out of her mouth and into his. Fire eating? Pah!

And since I had my camera with me today, I took some pictures of the cutesy and colourful sugar art by Pip and Pop.





The magic walking handbag

I wore my new pedometer today and clocked up 8 kilometres...although considering that my handbag registered a couple of hundred steps while the pedometer was clipped to it during the Daredevil Chicken Club show, I'm not entirely convinced of its accuracy.

How was your weekend? Any frivolity involving fruit?

Unexpected fun with acrobats and hula hoops

Circus Trick Tease on the lawn at St Paul's

I had an unexpectedly fun day. I went into the city to do a little shopping and found myself in the midst of The Streets of Melbourne Festival, an outdoor confection of arts, music, comedy, street theatre, circus arts and cabaret.

There were buff young men (mmm...biceps!) and women performing daring feats of acrobatics, swinging from things dangling in the air and cracking jokes, men in kaftans playing guitars, a French maid juggling balls and a broom, a duo of faux air hostesses hula-hooping and cracking jokes, a great big bubble machine, and quirky art made from sugar and kitschy plastic bits and baubles...all in the beautiful summer sun with appreciative crowds.

So much to see and dammit! I left my camera at home. Noooooo! I've become so used to having it practically attached to my hand that when I realised I'd forgotten it, I felt that slightly bereft feeling I get if I leave my mobile phone at home. (Picture above taken with crappy camera phone.)

Walkies

I bought a pedometer today. I want to find out how much walking I do in a week. I reckon it would be getting up close to 40 kilometres. Walking to and from work for five days alone is about 30 kms. I'll keep you posted (assuming I can work out how to use it).