A beautiful autumn Sunday morning for a walk down by the harbour – trees turning brown and leaves dropping; sweet smelling orange-blossom Moraya blooming profusely; irritating raucous crows cawing; keen “yachties” untying knots; peaceful kayakers gliding silently; and in the park: oblivious joggers with iPods; casino francais en ligne happy kids riding scooters; energetic dogs chasing balls; young dads pushing strollers; relaxing couples taking coffee; and others like me who are walking briskly trying to tighten up and lose some inches.