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Not quite as bad as last time...
Mar. 7th, 2013 09:56 pmFor those of you who don't recall what happened last time we tried to do Fringe stuff as a family you can find that account here.
So we thought we'd try to go to the Waymouth St street party last Friday night. Except when we got there it was a lot more crowded than it had been the week before (I guess word got out) and a lot more adult seeming (fewer street performers, and more people just standing around drinking). So we thought we'd go get dinner somewhere else. We went over to Hindley Street and trying to avoid the lure of McD's, thought perhaps we'd just keep going until we got to Rundle St and go to Brunelli's.
Then Andy saw the Pancake Kitchen. And so we went in there. Boy was that a mistake. But we didn't realise it until we were in there and sitting down, and it seemed a bit rude to run away then. Someone had told me the Pancake Kitchen was a shadow of its former self. Or rather, it was exactly the same as its former self, and the years hadn't been kind. It looks like the decor hasn't been changed for about forty years. Well, Liam was upset because he had been promised pasta or pizza, but was placated with a banana split. Ashwyn chucked a wobbly because he wanted chips (believe it or not, these were not on the menu). He would not be placated with promises of pancakes or icecream (he is a single minded monkey sometimes). Although he was happy enough to consume a large portion of the very enormous banana split when it turned up. Andy and I ate some greasy things. Then we went home.
We were also planning to take the kids to the Holden Street Theatres' Shakespeare for Kids series to see a Midsummer Night's Dream on Sunday, but alas, I was a bit slack about booking and by the time I got around to it, they were sold out. They are doing Hamlet on Saturday, but regardless of them saying their productions are aimed at ages 5-15+ I can't see Ashwyn sitting through Hamlet (at least not until the part where they all get around to slaying each other horribly). And a bored Ashwyn is a dangerous Ashwyn.
So not really what I hoped for, but certainly not as catastrophic as last time. Maybe next year we might actually have a cultural experience.
So we thought we'd try to go to the Waymouth St street party last Friday night. Except when we got there it was a lot more crowded than it had been the week before (I guess word got out) and a lot more adult seeming (fewer street performers, and more people just standing around drinking). So we thought we'd go get dinner somewhere else. We went over to Hindley Street and trying to avoid the lure of McD's, thought perhaps we'd just keep going until we got to Rundle St and go to Brunelli's.
Then Andy saw the Pancake Kitchen. And so we went in there. Boy was that a mistake. But we didn't realise it until we were in there and sitting down, and it seemed a bit rude to run away then. Someone had told me the Pancake Kitchen was a shadow of its former self. Or rather, it was exactly the same as its former self, and the years hadn't been kind. It looks like the decor hasn't been changed for about forty years. Well, Liam was upset because he had been promised pasta or pizza, but was placated with a banana split. Ashwyn chucked a wobbly because he wanted chips (believe it or not, these were not on the menu). He would not be placated with promises of pancakes or icecream (he is a single minded monkey sometimes). Although he was happy enough to consume a large portion of the very enormous banana split when it turned up. Andy and I ate some greasy things. Then we went home.
We were also planning to take the kids to the Holden Street Theatres' Shakespeare for Kids series to see a Midsummer Night's Dream on Sunday, but alas, I was a bit slack about booking and by the time I got around to it, they were sold out. They are doing Hamlet on Saturday, but regardless of them saying their productions are aimed at ages 5-15+ I can't see Ashwyn sitting through Hamlet (at least not until the part where they all get around to slaying each other horribly). And a bored Ashwyn is a dangerous Ashwyn.
So not really what I hoped for, but certainly not as catastrophic as last time. Maybe next year we might actually have a cultural experience.
