This is the Truth.

Let me tell you some nice things. Allow me to, believe it or not, slot a few rays of sunshine into the otherwise drab Melbourne winter of your minds. This blog is about the kindness of others. At least, the kindness of another. To me. I'll put it into context. I still live above the Builder's Arms in Fitzroy. When it was my birthday back in May, the bar staff got me a cake and I honestly had to hold back tears. The manager of the place is a chap called Andy. A tall, nigh on 40, fu*king gentleman. There has been a woman in my life ... of sorts. I don't want to dwell on it too much because she'll probably read this ...(Hi! Um.) and also because it would seem that once again, I have chosen to blunder into a situation that, by the nature of timing, has to wait. But this is actually all good, and not the point of my story. We have dinner, chat with ease, laugh a lot, and I put her in a cab. I gave a cigarette to a junkie, but my problem here is, he probably had more money than I. But ... you know me ... I live to give, all that. Unfortunately, a young woman asked me two steps later, and I gave her a mouth full, but I felt so bad about it that I went down to the store and got her some cigarette papers. I kept walking as I threw them on the table. You know me, the epitome of cool. I go back inside and have a couple of beers at the bar. Eventually, when I stagger upstairs - it has to be said that my drinking has gone somewhat askew - there is a bottle of pinot and two glasses sitting on my table!!! Andy put it there!!! Thinking I was going to drag this lovely girl upstairs!!! Well, as you can imagine I drank the whole thing myself, whilst listening to Battles, and contemplating this woman's body. But I couldn't get over the sheer thoughtfulness of this gesture. If you ever come in to the Builder's Arms, and Andy is there. Please be nice to him. I can guarantee you he's the best in the business. And for you food lovers. The menu has gone up a notch. You won't believe it. Trust me. And if you see a short-haired handsome chap sitting at the bar, come and say hello. I'm a lot nicer in person. Peace.