Saturday, April 25, 2009

Pretentious, much?



Today, I decided to take my Mum to Westfield at Doncaster so we could have a walk around, check out the big extension/makeover and have a coffee. It's not my shopping centre of choice, given that there are at least three others closer, but it's nice to go somewhere different for a change.

I have to say, they're a bit uppity over there in Doncaster these days. Marble floors, chandeliers, designer fashions, gourmet food stores where you pay $9 for a small packet of crackers, and a guy in a dinner suit playing a grand piano. Oh, and valet parking....seriously? It's Doncaster, people. Remember your roots - your Dad was a concreter who bought a piece of an old orchard way out in the burbs and built a triple-fronted BV on it, not the freaking Duke of Marlborough.

I wasn't sure whether to laugh at the try-hards or feel vaguely out of place. Maybe I should just stick to the bogan shopping centres I usually frequent.

There was one exciting discovery - WHY did nobody tell me that Koko Black have opened a shop there? Now I don't have to travel for an hour or more to get my fix.

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I did have a point to this post. It was all about how being intuitive about food is harder than it seems, and how it can be tricky to recognise when you need extra carbs. And how eating a small feta and spinach muffin and half a fig and pecan biscuit between 10:00am and 5:00pm is really, REALLY stupidly inadequate. And how a lovely big bowl of oats with banana and honey fixes a nasty hypoglycaemic episode quick-smart.

But I got sidetracked poking fun at the snobby folks. Oh well.

4 comments:

ss2306 said...

Gosh you're a funny bugger!

Thank you for making me smile this morning when I'm feeling down.

Frankie said...

haha...I stayed with cousins in Doncaster when I was a teenager. I remember the shopping centre...we ran amok in barefeet. Don't think we'd last long now!

Kitty said...

i have to admit i prefer wanker infested shopping centres to bogan ones.

if i see one more fat chick in her husband's (too small) track pants and green crocs i'm going to shank the bitch with a chiko roll...

xx

Cinders said...

Phew - thank goodness I'm from EAST Doncaster *cough cough*.

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