A cold, rainy (read pissing down) night was spent in Darlinghurst celebrating Aunt Viv’s birthday, my plans of a feast at Govina’s went south with the rainy wind when we discovered they no longer opened on Tuesday nights, so after shaking a shitlisting fist in the general direction of the closed establishment, we bundled up our inverting umbrella’s and settled in for a Thai feast fit for a celebrating Viv. It’s amazing the cross over vibe between Darlinghurst and Kings Cross, you can feel the world change in a few short footsteps.