We have a nice apartment on the edge of Chinatown here in Sydney. No unpacking cases for the next seven nights – whoopee. Darling Harbour is just up the road so we have been watching the world go by – ships and boats and planes and the horribly young with correctly shaped bodies.
Within minutes of our arrival Sian had discovered and was rummaging around in Sydney’s Paddy’s market. She bought what must be the most ludicrous hat in Australia (if not the world).
Here’s the red hat at Taronga Zoo. Sian is taking pictures of this cute baby Koala whilst being jostled by thousands of Sydney school kids.
This is Sydney from the zoo.
And now a hair solution for all you ladies in Edinburgh (you know who you are) who get charged £80 a cut by a certain Edinburgh lady barber.
The next day we went to Bondi beach. Sian needed lasting evidence of her presence.
Danger-Woman was in action again. She is trying to pretend that she is practising for the rip-tide surfing but let me tell you the only beings in danger here are the hunky Bondi beach lifeguards you see fleeing in the background.
Finally, I have at last found a way to make my fortune. Arrangements are already in hand for the grand Australian opening of my next money making venture. 'Brady’s Bar' (finest wines and beers) will open on 23rd January next year.
