Pancakes and Policing

Hello dear readers, how are you doing today? A couple of days ago, as recommended by one of our policing lecturers last semester, a few of my friends and I had lunch at the Pancake Parlour (mmm delicious!) and visited the Victoria Police Museum. We have been wanting to go for months now, but the museum isn't open on weekends, and all our classes clashed throughout the week, so this trip has been a long while coming! The museum itself was a little hard to find and it was absolutely freezing cold outside, but it was well worth the trek.

Here is a list of some of the highlights of the museum:

• Seeing the Russell St bombing car and reading more about it. We went over this case briefly last semester, but it was interesting to learn about it in more detail.
• Learning about the second bombing that happened only a few months after the famous Russell St bombing.
• Seeing a 19th Century vampire slaying kit (yes, really! It had a wooden stake, some sort of vampire poison, silver bullets, and a gun, amongst other supplies).
• Seeing some old crime scene photos from the 1920s-1940s. These photos were rather beautiful in a sad sort of way.
• Getting to see a model of a head, with all the traits of phrenology written all over it. If you don't know, phrenology is a pseudo-science which examines the shape of a person's skull, and how this relates to their personality and traits. We learnt a bit about phrenology in my forensics class last year, and it was interesting to see how it was mapped out in person.

If you are ever in the area, or live in Melbourne and in need of something to do, I would really recommend that you pay this museum a visit. You can find their website here, so definitely go check it out if it sounds like something you would be interested in doing.

Let me know if you've ever been to a similar sort of museum, and how you found that. Have a lovely day!

An Afternoon Drive

I remember the first time I wanted to go for a ride in a classic car - it was when my friend and I would carpool to school in primary school. The street we'd park the car in before walking up to school had a classic car parked in one of the driveways. My friend and I adored that car, always talked about getting ones of our own, and driving everywhere in them, although our plans were (obviously) never followed through. Of course, I've been able to sit in vintage cars in museums since then, but I have never actually been for a ride in one, until today that is.

This beautiful car belongs to one of my dad's friends, and he has been restoring it for several years now. Today he brought it round to our house and took me out for a short drive - something I've been wanting to do for only the last 12 years of my life! It was kinda scary to begin with, because these cars have no airbags and no seatbelts, but once you start to relax, it becomes fun to feel the wind whipping your hair around, and to smell that classic car smell.

My trip in this car today has rekindled my little dream of owning one of these cars one day, so I'm going to have to start saving now! (although I should probably learn how to drive first...).

I wish you all a happy rest of your week, thanks for reading!