Yesterday was fun, though. I had a tea party on Flinder's Street station - inside the terminal - with two friends of mine. We sat in the middle of the floor on a rug and drank tea and ate scones with jam and cream. If you're a Melbournian and you were at Flinder's Street yesterday afternoon, I was the girl in the hat :)
Surprisingly, we weren't asked to move on, although the WWF (World Wildlife Fund, not World Wresting Federation *S*) fundraising people kept circling us like a pack of hungry wolves, eyeing our wallets. We fought them off with a jammy butter knife.
EDIT: I must be exsesivly brain dead. Sorry.