“Sydney is such a great city” a mate said to me late this afternoon.
We were sitting having a glass of wine at The Woolloomooloo Wharf, enjoying the warmth of a winter’s day in Sydney, and reflecting on how lucky we both were.
Both of us have jobs we love, and we’re both generally pretty happy with our lives.
“You need to make sure you get out and enjoy as much of it as possible”, he advised, with the wisdom of being twenty years older.
He’s bloody right.