I didn’t realise when we booked our last 2 nights of the entire holiday, back here in Sydney, quite where things were. So we thought: let’s stay in the middle. What they call ‘Circular Quay’ here. By the bridge, the Opera House, by The Rocks and…

and by 96% of the world’s total supply of Ugg shops. It’s Australia’s biggest natural resource after all the animals that will kill you dead in 4 seconds with just a look. And sheep. Sharks. Opals. Dingos.

Mel wanted to buy some new Uggs (she should have brought her old ones back here to die really, would have been more poetic) and I inadvertently booked a hotel in Ugg Central. Thus the answer to the question ‘which Uggs did you buy?’ is: ‘all of them’. Shoes, gloves, ear-muffs, slippers… What else do they sell?

Fortunately I was down to my last twin for the morning so it was only half as bad as previous but still…

Sydney is a fab place though. We needed to get up to the Eastern Suburbs to see our mates before we leave, so just ‘hopped’ on a ferry. Cost, on an Aussie ‘Oyster’ card, is just 2.70 (less than 2 quid) and it takes 20 minutes on a fast boat ride out in the fresh air. Whereas an equivalent journey on the northern line takes 40 minutes, crushed half to death by halitosis-breathing unwashed slobs playing ultra-metal on their ear-buds whilst inhaling the air-equivalent of 10 Marlboro reds.

Tomorrow we leave. The following day we arrive home. Been special. Been amazing. The journey continues.

Happy Sunday

A xxxx