My family in the UK keep asking me how my tan is going… clearly they are unaware that Sydney has a WINTER. Its not all thongs and barbies. We’ve had the hatches battened down against wind and rain here for the last couple of weeks.
There is an actual river running from our back garden along the passage and down the steps. Seriously, I would not be surprised to go home tonight and find fishermen sitting in little camouflage green tents in a row along it, eating marmite sandwiches wrapped in tinfoil.
Which reminds me, why do they need camouflage tents? They’re catching fish, not commandos.
Anyway, I thought walking to work in a skirt was reckless, but some people have really thrown caution to the winds. Witness the above photo of a commercial ship wrecked on Newcastle beach, just north of Syndey, last week.