12 days to go! Tim, Mum and Dad are here in Sydney, Olo flew into Auckland this afternoon and various other people are elsewhere in Aus, NZ or in the air… Stace and I had our Sydney hens and stag on Saturday and are just about recovered. Pete organised mine – drinks in Bondi, then water taxi to Balmain for more pubs and lawn bowls, then more pubs round Balmain afterwards. Balmain is just to the west of the city, on the water, and it’s a very attractive suburb, made all the more so by my get-up of g-string and tight yellow sparkly blouse. The sun shone and it was a really enjoyable afternoon where I don’t think I stopped laughing (apart from when I had to ask random girls whether they were from Jamaica cos Jamaican me crazy).
Stace went to a hat restaurant in Kings Cross where they all had to wear silly hats and there was a shaven gentleman whom I don’t want to hear anything more about, and then out dancing, coming home in the early hours to find me passed out in front of England’s abysmal game against Scotland. Yesterday was a write-off but there’s more to come next weekend in NZ! See you there!
