Five years ago today Laura and I walked past the old Foodies on Nicholson St and, seeing that part of the fence had fallen/been pushed down I went on a quick detour to see what it looked like inside. I half expected a commune in there but no just a clean-ish empty space. That's OK. The pages taped to the outside are all council saying you have to make this property safe and secure, etc, dated September 2020. I can't remember when Foodies closed down but I am strongly of the opinion that when this post appears on my blog the Foodies building will not be here anymore.
Here's something else though. A few doors down from what became Foodies was The Bluebird, a 24-hour establishment that I remember in the early 80s as notable for its old cheap plastic toys and this unreplicable smell that I equated with old ice cream. When I came to know Mick Turner in, I guess, the late 80s he told me the hilarious story of the owner of The Bluebird trying to blow up the new 24-hour place up the road and the wires from the dynamite he'd deposited there going all the way back to The Bluebird. I'm not saying I didn't believe Mick's story, but I am surprised how 100% accurate his relay of the story was! This is from the Age 13 July 1987, p. 5:
I won't put the shop owner's name in text here, he seems to have a career in real estate now and he doesn't need the notoriety I suppose. He was sentenced to five and a half years in prison
with a minimum of three and a half ('Man jailed for trying to blow up food store', Age 19 August 1987 p. 16). If he is the same person who currently works in real estate, he says on his facebook page: 'Riddle me this: When all is taken away and you have nothing left in your life. what are you left with?'
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