It was a public holiday across most of Victoria yesterday, in celebration of a horse race. It is not gazetted across the entire state. Regional councils can choose to have a holiday relevant to their local area if they wish, such as their annual show day, or some other community festival. In the Before Times, regional cities and districts often did. Now, I think, perhaps not so much. It was a public holiday in Ballarat, when in the Before Times it usually was not.
Anyway. Stella, Lindsey and I have little to no interest in horse racing so we had decided not to don our flimsy, strappy dresses and our summery strappy sandals and make our way to Flemington. We had decided to go out for lunch instead. Just as well. When we set out for lunch, it was 2.5d in Mount Helen, hailing and trying very hard to snow!!!!! Hypothermia beckoned, especially if we hadn't been rugged up in our winter woollies.
We went to Webster's, where I had had the foresight to book a table inside. There aren't many tables inside. Most tables are in the covered courtyard. But the forecast had looked dire when I booked a couple of days ago, so inside we went. It definitely wasn't the weather for sitting under the verandah outside on the street (although some people, who had failed to book, had to if they wanted to "eat in". I would have taken my food away and gone home to my fire!)
I like Websters. It's a little place which does a mostly breakfast/brunch menu. It smells of coffee and cake and winter. I'm not sure if anyone has told the Weather Dogs that it is now November, even if only just and that summer is just around the corner. If they have been told, they don't care! We had hot chocolates and hot buttered toast and eggs and bacon and breakfasty things. Perfect for a proper, wintry day!
(The temperature did go up to around 8 or 9 d as the day progressed, and the sun came out for a brief, early evening appearance. But it was not remotely an early summer's day, or even a late spring day!)
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