Sheesh - the girl is a bit spare with her description of our Sydney visit! Whereas me, well, in the words of CT 'I do like to go on'.
Yes, we certainly did pack it in. Drove hither and thither in Mothers's zippy little chartreuse renault. Had a great catch up with dear friends all over Sydney and up to Grassy Head, down to our Highlands haunts, 'cross town to admire sis's new digs (awesome!) and have a sea plunge near 40 baskets with big bro.
We celebrated Dad's epic 90th trip around the sun with family at the resort. Done in true Oz tradition with a BBQ on a stinking hot 37C day, imbibing chilled bubbly and copious helpings of seriously good food to mark the occasion. Great stuff.
And we brought Lola back, to return her to her favourite haunts: to her day job with C at Ryde, her favourite walkway down by the creek in Robertson and of course down at the dam at Castle Hill. So now she can always be in her most favourite places sniffing the breezes.
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