When I wasn't at meetings we did what we do in Melbourne - I drank coffee - the pirate had milkshakes, we looked at shops, opp shops, at art and at tried not to spend all my money.
We both found treasure. Good, Good treasure. The pirate and opp shop with jewels and me - a retro fabric shop.
And then we did what all people do in Melbourne, right?
We turned a giant vegetable into a baby named Jim Clary Hawkins.
Sadly he was abandoned at the airport.