For those of you who were lucky enough to grow up in Australia, the most amazing of countries, cast your mind back. Way back, to the days of hot, humid summer days, culminating in the afternoon thunderstorm, during which the Heavens opened and the rain pelted down for an hour at the most, then stopped, making way for blues skies and sunshine again. When sunburnt children (clad in terry towelling shorts and jumpsuits) stuck to vinyl seats in the back of the station wagon, heading home from the beach.
One of my favourite memories of summer days long ago was the 'Bubble O Bill'. Well today, I got to relive these fabulous memories of old as I was waiting for my morning coffee after arriving at work, when a random stranger walked up to me in the cafe and gave me a 'Bubble O Bill'.
Weird, as the work girls and I were fondly remembering dear old Bill yesterday as we dined on our sushi at Sushi Arigato on Stanley Street
http://www.urbanspoon.com/r/70/1495789/restaurant/New-South-Wales/Sushi-Arigato-Darlinghurst
(Try the Dynamite rolls - they are AMAZING - a real little party in your mouth and the seaweed salad is the best I've had anywhere...)
But back to my random stranger in the cafe and my 'Bubble O Bill'. The wrapping has changed (see my pic below), the icecream is slighlty more fluoro and toxic-looking than in days gone by, his nose has shrunken and so has he! Is that just because everything seemed so much bigger when you were so much littler? Or are we merely victims of downsizing and prices increasing everywhere we look? The one thing that remains is that as I was devouring Bill, I closed my eyes and remembered happy, sunny summer days as kids, kicking back on one of Sydney's beautiful beaches :)
So, to the random stranger in the cafe, thank you :)
Love,
Miss Manly x
