Sydney boho

We went up to Sydney to see Sydney uni production of Into the Woods, daughter's best friend in it. We love Sondheim and this musical probably the first. Everytime I see it I get more out of it. This production was so funny, the cast was all young so they bought energy and humour to it, a little lacking in the singing  but made up for in the laughs. A wonderful live orchestra and a theatre so small you could nearly pat the cow. We parked near the railway line and walked through the lovely terrace houses to King St which is the main drag. I wish I had taken pictures but I was feeling a bit off on the walk like I couldnt feel my feet weird and we hadnt had lunch so we went to nice burger place Moo, had lunch and then coffee at knitting and coffee place. She had stacks of Mon Tricot which was a French knitting magazine from the 70's which I finally sent away a sub for and they sent back they were closing which broke my knitting heart. She wasnt selling her copies but she said I could borrow them but I didnt like to as we live too far. I said you should get a photocopier and charge to copy patterns. I think it would be alright for the old magazines. I bought 2 new magazines, Designer Knits which I think is the new Vogue knitting and a Rowan knitting book, The Milk collection and a ball of wool for socks.
We saw the new Ikea store at Tempe was opening soon, it had the chairs in the window of the restaurant  what joy if they just had wool as well. We love Ikea, one of the tennis ladies has never been to Ikea I couldnt believe it. Might suggest it for our christmas outing.
When I first lived in Sydney Newtown was our town, its just up the road from Sydney uni was cheap and sleazy just the way you like life as a young one and interesting, migrants and migrant food we had never seen. We'd eat in a Lebanese place with all the lovely cakes and wonder why all these men would go past us upstairs and give us funny looks. Later someone told us it was a brothel. I would like to buy a house there but now those tiny terraces cost as much or more than our house. Still is it only for the young the excitement of the new and different?
My best friend just loves Sydney and aches to move back but I think it is being young again that she craves. I dont feel like that but I wasnt good at being young, but then not so good at being old. I like looking into worlds but I never feel part of them. Still fun to look.