Good heavens, I just realised it is fifteen years now since M and I moved in to the Surry Hills palace on the right. M, of course, now has another palace.
And two years ago I had not long moved to Blogspot from the ill-fated Diary-X. I notice I was reading — yes from Surry Hills Library — Amanda Lohrey’s The Philosopher’s Doll this time in 2005. I note around this same week or so two years ago that Madam’s wonderful homely Cafe Max in Devonshire Street had transformed into Cafe Omelette, which it still is, though now downplaying the omelettes. I had a memorable lunch with The Rabbit at Johnnie’s Fish Cafe — the favourite of Lord Malcolm, Sirdan and me — around this time too. Lately, we fear Blair, the guy at Johnnie’s, may have shut up shop. Seems that way, but I must make sure. If so, this is a shame as he did the best fish and salads in all Surry Hills.