Why is it that just as we are about the leave a place we discover the best things about it? Probably best, however, that we didn't make one of yesterday's discoveries earlier, or we would have been even porkier and possibly diabetic by the time we got home.

Yesterday was a day of mixed fortune, all negative fortune related to - of course - my bike. Howie decided to take a day off. This is a momentous occasion, to be marked by jubilation and astonishment, because he hasn't taken a day off in a month of Sundays. So we hopped onto our bikes in the sunshine and hastened into town, with a day of sitting in the park and generally doing lovely things ahead of us. Around bus stop number 15 on Henley Beach Road (that is to say, the middle of nowhere), my lovely, lovely bicycle that I love so much threw a tantrum and got a puncture. Howie was ahead of me with his headphones in, so my shouts fell on deaf ears. All I could do was lash my bike to a nearby tree and hop on a passing bus in the hope I would overtake Howie and meet him in the city (incidentally, Vodafone have cut me off on the pretence that I have no credit, even though I have and they just want me to buy more, so I couldn't call him on the phone to let him know). Thus, when I got into the city I was bikeless and needed to get back home in order to make band rehearsal. The day was looking less than rosy.

In the end I had to abandon hopes of making it back home in time, forget my distressed bike and have a lovely day instead. Fortunately, lots of lovely things happened that made the day excellent.

After sitting in the park in the sunshine, we made our way to Chocolate Bean, Adelaide's first chocolate cafe. It had been recommended to us by someone and we were a little sceptical, mostly because Bracegirdle's had sounded great but we were a bit disappointed when we got there. Chocolate Bean however, was not a disappointment. It's only small, tucked down a side street, but the chocolate there is simply heavenly. We had 'Chocolate Filth', which is a sharing plate that consists of:
A large slice of death by chocolate cake (very very rich)
Two shots of dark chocolate soup
Two shots of white chocolate soup
A shot of chocolate mousse
Cream
Chocolate dipped strawberries
and the whole thing is drizzled in dark melted chocolate.

Needless to say we scoffed the lot, although we did struggle toward the end. We both feel a little strange today because of the sugar comedown, such was the extent of this chocolate treat, but it was worth it. Completely yum.

After that we were stuffed, but we went to the Adelaide Fringe Box Office to see what was on. In the end, we decided on going to see a marvellous man called Phillip Escoffey. His show was called Six Different Things To Do Before Dinner and he set out to address the myth of mind-reading. The show was in a place set up on East Terrace Park called The Garden of Unearthly Delights and the whole park is set up like a circus. Every tent is a venue or food stall and it's very atmospheric. The show itself was amazing. Phillip Escoffey is obviously a very clever person - we are still trying to figure out how he did some of the things he did. The best bit was at the end, when I was called up to the stage to try and read his mind. He told me he had been sleeptalking and his friend had recorded him. On the night in question he had said three things - he had sung an ABBA song, talked about a celebrity and worried about a certain sense that he didn't have. The answers were in a sealed envelope. I had to guess what the things were and I guessed them all right (it doesn't sound impressive here, but it really was). I've worked out how he did some of it, but not all of it - it was really one of the most impressive things I've ever seen.

Today I am paying the price for having to abandon my bike yesterday - I'm going to have to trek down Henley Beach Road and pick it up, if it's still there. I estimate it'll take about an hour each way and it's very hot today, so it's particularly annoying.