Christie’s Café: The Cloudland of Queen Street

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  1. My memory of Christie’s Café goes back to the late thirties and early forties when, as a special treat, my mother or grandmother—whoever was responsible for the treat—would load me into the old Elson’s red bus and travel from Redcliffe via Petrie for a day on the town. We always went to Christie’s and would sit upstairs in the corner overlooking Queen Street. Don’t recall much about the decor, but I would always have an oyster omelette. I would feel so grand looking down at the people rushing around below. It was always the highlight of the day. Wouldn’t have been the same downstairs, no magic. The city was a wonderland for this little Redcliffe girl!!

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