Arrived back in Sydney yesterday morning, The Flattie made me a great breakfast, and we headed down to the local pub for drinks with a few others. Drinks on a Tuesday, you say? That's right, it was a national holiday. "Anzac Day", to be precise.
I'm still not clear on what was being honored here, since it's supposedly about the troops, but they already have a Veteran's Day. Either way, the apparent highlight of Anzac Day is that people play "two up" in the bars and bet money on it. Which turns out to be...heads or tails. Yeah, seriously. I was less than impressed, but at least it gave me an excuse to drink for a few hours.
Now it's Wednesday, my first day back at work, and I have a slight hangover to add to the jetlag. Adding to that, my mother is making an unexpected trip down to Sydney for a week and arrives this morning. Love the woman, but could have used a few days to prepare. Oh well.
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My word, how I've missed your blog. Fucking work killed anything with "blogspot" in the web address. Webnazis.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'll feedburner soon.
Good to read in the meantime.
Dude, same situation here. So if I don't blog for a few days it's clearly because of the firewall at work, and not because I didn't have anything remotely entertaining or original to share with everyone. Yeah...
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