sydney
Just got back from a short trip to Sydney.
Highlights included:
- hanging out with the grand-master, who is 93 and still laughing about it, who is a little deaf and blind, but she still knows how to have a good time with sweet biscuits and having many more than 3 meals each day
- seeing my best oldmate, and reliving our gay teenage years. Without trying, we found ourselves wandering up Oxford St, window shopping on the pink freeway, stopping in at the Popshop, the Darlo bookshop and of course cafe 191 (which hasn't been there for about 8 years but who cares)
- suprise unnanounced dropin on my best other oldmate, staying just long enough to delight in her suprise, wrestle with her daughter, meet her new boy, give her a big hug, and slap her butt before rushing off to catch my plane
Lowlights included:
- eating nothing but processed food with the nanna, thus wreaking havoc on my digestive tract
- being completely hungover from saturday night at the pizza party turned dancehall sweatshop, almost no sleep (late night, early flight)
- being away from Q, who was busy with the bucket after a long sore week of being sick. Poor curly head ... who has 1 week and 5 days to get better before we takeoff... (then... yippee!!!!)
Highlights included:
- hanging out with the grand-master, who is 93 and still laughing about it, who is a little deaf and blind, but she still knows how to have a good time with sweet biscuits and having many more than 3 meals each day
- seeing my best oldmate, and reliving our gay teenage years. Without trying, we found ourselves wandering up Oxford St, window shopping on the pink freeway, stopping in at the Popshop, the Darlo bookshop and of course cafe 191 (which hasn't been there for about 8 years but who cares)
- suprise unnanounced dropin on my best other oldmate, staying just long enough to delight in her suprise, wrestle with her daughter, meet her new boy, give her a big hug, and slap her butt before rushing off to catch my plane
Lowlights included:
- eating nothing but processed food with the nanna, thus wreaking havoc on my digestive tract
- being completely hungover from saturday night at the pizza party turned dancehall sweatshop, almost no sleep (late night, early flight)
- being away from Q, who was busy with the bucket after a long sore week of being sick. Poor curly head ... who has 1 week and 5 days to get better before we takeoff... (then... yippee!!!!)
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