Crossing the Australian coastline at Kurnell at 7 in the morning
Now to sort the washing; soak the whites; collect the mail; and buy the bread . . . well, not bread; bread is off the diet till I shed some unwanted pounds.
So bloody humid and uncomfortable here compared with the dry heat of Santiago. I think it wants to rain also.
My honesty at Customs paid dividends and the Customs lady not only let me through with four bottles of gifted and specially chosen Chilean wine, but stopped for a chat to tell me about her trip to Chile last year and of her visits to the wineries.
What better way to stay awake till evening than going out for lunch – it’s good to be back at a table outside Fratelli Paradiso in Potts Point and having today’s menu described by Flavio and Paolo.
Fratelli Paradiso's Carpacchio of sea scallop with pickled turnip, poppy seed and raspberry vinaigrette
Down to the harbour to catch a breeze at the end of the day . . . now home for that much awaited good night's sleep in my own bed!
you have certainly mastered the art of blogging, it is very good and I have just looked at the whole thing. Peter