Swedish National Day
A few months ago, a friend and former colleague sent me a “Thankyou/Swedish Care Package”, which consisted of some famous Swedish confectionary – Daim and Bilar – along with some yellow and blue balloons, and some Swedish flags (to be used at a Eurovision Party).
As I never had or went to a Eurovision Party this year, the flags and balloons have been sitting on my desk at work, awaiting a reason to celebrate.… Read the rest “Swedish National Day”
Over The Bridge
As we caught the L90 bus to Collaroy today, we travelled through the federal electorates of Warringah and Mackellar. Both have been safe Liberal seats for many years, but for possibly the first time, Warringah (held by Tony Abbott) could vote next weekend for an Independent, Zali Steggall. I suspect a mate of mine who was at lunch today, who is a life-long ardent Liberal and Tony Abbott supporter, is changing his vote this time, though he hasn’t explicitly said so.… Read the rest “Over The Bridge”
I was running late, and so I paid a few extra dollars to catch the fast ferry. With only a few people on board, I couldn’t help but notice I was amongst a handful of middle aged nerdy blokes taking a close up look at one of the cruise ships at Sydney’s Circular Quay.… Read the rest “Manly Saturday”
Is there anything as sublime as catching the Manly Ferry? It’s not too short that it feels like almost any commuter ferry. It’s not too long that you feel like you’ll never get there. I caught the ferry today for a friend’s birthday drinks. On the way back, I found a terrific spot outside, where I enjoyed the views, and enjoyed the wind on my face.
Circular Quay to Manly
Manly really is seven miles from Sydney, and a thousand miles from care.
I spent the afternoon with some friends at Manly’s 16-foot Skiff Club. A few drinks, a bite to eat, lots of good conversation.
Here are some photographs I snapped along the way.
As we caught the ferry back from an afternoon at Manly’s 16ft Skiff Club, we headed straight to the front of the vessel. I NEVER get sick of catching the Manly Ferry, though I’d imagine if I had to do it every day, it might get tiresome.
But today there was another reason to find a spot at the front: we had an overseas visitor.… Read the rest “Sydney Harbour”