Sitting at lunch in the Dining Room of the brand-spanking-new Park Hyatt Hotel on Sydney Harbour, my dear, deaf, 92 year-old aunt asks me with raised voice, “What are you doing wearing that old coat? It looks tired!”
Showing her the Giorgio Armani label and explaining my comfort in wearing such an ‘unstructured’ style of jacket falls on deaf ears (literally!). I’d also freshly shaved for the occasion. Almost ignoring that I’d spoken, she says, “Why not give the coat to Vinnie’s, (St Vincent de Paul op. shop)? You must have been wearing it for years!
Then the fashionably-attired waitress, (whom aunty notices and comments favourably upon), comes to the table. Pouring a glass of complimentary chardonnay to the standard halfway mark, dear aunt tells her in authoritative tones, “Keep pouring!”
The grey day matches the colour palette of the photos I take. This in turn resembles somewhat the muted colours in the stylishly refurbished dining room of the Park Hyatt.
Across the water, the iconic Sydney Opera House sits with sails reaching for the clouds.