|Robert, in the entrance of my parent's 70s style home|
20 years old
C phoned Robert Smith who was out, who called back; we then picked him up from the hotel (The Diplomat) and went into town by tram. Saw all the water (rain, NGV water wall, fountain in the city square). There’s not a lot to do in Melbourne in winter on a Monday night. When we dropped into the State Library he said Why did you bring me here?
So we went back to the hotel, and drove back to our place (in suburban Melbourne), where we had dinner (mum cooked pasticcio and there was chocolate chip ice-cream for dessert). The four of us listened to records in my room and watched telly. When mum went to bed C and l both said good-night mum, then Robert said good-night mum – so cute!
We drove him back to his hotel at 1.15am.