It’s been some time since I was last up the road in Sydney, back when summer was summer, shorts were short and skies were blue. Blue sky was at a premium at the end of May, always seemingly just out of reach on the distant horizon as a further shower or two fizzled overhead. With dodgy weather and the sun setting before 5, it’s a good job they’ve distracted the tourists with a cunning display of lights around the city, culminating in a not quite frequently enough changing opera house illuminati.


After a Friday night getting feet wet hoping the Opera House would turn as yellow as a politician’s nation-building fluoro vest, Saturday was filled with beauty of a natural kind, as a I looked in the mirror… nah, I mean headed north to Ku-ring-gai Chase National Park with my friend Jill. This is a beautiful series of bays and bush and boats set around the



The next morning provided a surprisingly blue sky, at least long enough to enjoy breakfast at Globe in Coogee, site of probably the best breakfasts I’ve had in Australia (Eggs Florentine with a side of bacon and a flat white in case you are interested or, now, hungry). This made me very happy and was more in keeping with the cruisy, sunny weekend I was envisaging.



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