Sydney

Sydney
1 January 2007 - 13 January 2007

This is getting ridiculous. What have Lou, Sian, Ant, T'Mark & Mogli all got in common? They all did Quantity Surveying with Daddy at Uni in Nottingham and now live in Oz. Great to see them all, only one of them unable to cut it at the QS helm - Daddy! Talk about a wise investment in a 4 year degree! Mogli (on the left) is now married to Lisa, and she told a lovely story about Ant (our previous host in Canberra) - apparently Daddy used to eat curry from his head after he'd fallen asleep















And yes, Daddy did get to stroke Mogli's beard. And I played football with him. OK, time for obligatory Sydney Opera House shot and impression





























Daddy hates beaches, something to do with the amount of sand that gets stuck in his body hair. What a woos - try getting it stuck in your nappy, combining it with poo to make a pretty good abrasive force - and I still LOVE them. Here's a shot of me on Manly Beach, which we almost missed. Daddy and Mama stayed at Manly Cove for about an hour (and were about to go home) when they realised the beach was a 5 minute walk away. Lucky they walked past a map. Durgh!





























Daddy has now been to the biggest radio stations in the UK (Radio 2), US (z100 New York), Canada (Chum FM Toronto) and Australia (2day FM / Triple M; mmm hydraulic desks - suits the 'shorter' style presenter) plus some decent ones including Alice 97.3 in San Francisco and More 99.2 in Queenstown. And what has he learnt? Nothing, commercial radio is pretty similiar everywhere. Back to sight-seeing ...

We took a tour up The Blue Mountains. Australia has in incredible amount of wildlife that I've never seen before. But then so has England (I was one when I left)











































Mama was the first person to throw a boomerang DEAD straight twice in a row. Also we rode the worlds steepest railway and we saw these three sisters and this athlete at The Olympic Village





























Continuing with his new found love of mountain biking, Daddy rode to meet us at Bondi Beach, which from North Sydney took him 1.5 hours. That was nothing, me & Mama had walked there from Coogee which involved a lot of carrying me & the stroller up steps. It took 2 hours. Another day we went to Balmoral Beach, where Daddy and T'Mark rode to meet us, taking the long route round all the bays. The government is buying up property trying to make a cycle path round the harbour, we'll go back when its done!















Daddy did his 5th stand-up gig in a place called Sandringham Hotel in Newtown, Sydney. 4 comics cancelled just before the show and Daddy had to do 15 minutes instead of 5. So he talked about cricket, knowing that the Aussies would love it, them being even worse bad winners than they are bad losers and all. He was happy but then couldn't sleep for a few days like he never can after a gig. Or a compliment.

1 comment:

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