Sugar Station

With the exception of being on holidays, today is the first day in a while I stepped out without my trusty Nikon. Clever me forgot to put the battery on charge.
As I type this, I'm standing at Southern Cross Station, Melbourne's major train station, waiting to pick up Master Four Year Old who has been with his dad for a little while because if school holidays.

The meeting point is outside the sweets shop, aptly named Sugar Station.
God I wish I weren't such a sweet tooth... or that I had money to blow on sweet goodies.
Who needs water drip torture when you can just tell a broke person you strongly dislike to stand outside a shop selling their weakness?
Reckon they would let me 'try before I buy'? They don't need to know I have absolutely no intention to buy anything.

EDIT:
I assisted in persuading a young friend of mine to join the blipworld. You should definitely go check out his blip. He takes absolutely beautiful photos, and I'm sure he'd appreciate some of the bliplove I've told him about.