Watch out for the killer palm trees!

St Kilda Festival rally sucked this year. It was blowing a gale, and 'cos it's so dry dust, dirt and grass was constantly flying in your face at a million miles an hour. This did make for some funny times watching people scamper out of the way as huge chunks of palm tree came flying down at them.

We took our solace and solitude from the good old RSL. Well, not so much solitude, as it was packed when we walked in there. But we still managed to get ourselves a neat litle patch of ground on whch to park our be-hinds.

We only emerged to see 'the mighty crane' put on their rock show. I loved it! Singin' along and all.

Awesome to see Daisy too,




and hang out wiht my sister drinking vodka red bull.