New Years day very refreshed we hit the T Gardens about 12:30pm. It was complete carnage. It had opened at 7am it was rammed to the rafters with the die-hards from Fat Boy Slim the night before (and a wasted John who was given short shift - cheeky git), there was not a square inch of space and it was literally impossible to get served at the bar. As the Jamester would say brullianT. We left there about 2:30pm slightly inebriated for Field Day, a big outdoor d...

Some 15 hours later we finally arrived in Sydney bus terminal. Lyndsay jumped excitedly in a taxi for John's (having been surprisingly invited) whilst Lynne headed back to Penkivil Street. A text from Brian en route though had her barely catching a few hours sleep before heading up to the T Gardens. We did have big plans to head into the city for a Xmas Eve booze-up but it was such a disaster we need a new word for disaster! By the time we left a party ...

Thursday saw the beginning of summer, an absolute scorcher of a day and Lyndsay's dinner date with John (he was all apologetic after bumping into Linz again at the Courthouse and had offered dinner as way of an apology - and the fool was falling for it hahahhahaah!) Lynne dying on a few ciders after a very hot day in the office was pleasantly surprised when she bumped into Brian at Bondi Junction train station after work and he offered to take her for a few...

WEEK ONE: It was the Melbourne Cup on the Tuesday (like the Grand National gone OTT) and we had planned a big session. However Lyndsay got a call in the morning about a job and had to start there and then so Lynne was left to fly the flag without her - such a struggle! She hooked up with the boys in the T Gardens and had a good afternoon and Linz joined them for a couple after work that evening. Somehow we ended up in the pub again after work on the We...

OCTOBER WEEK ONE And so as October began so did a new, unplanned chapter of our lives in Sydney. Up bright and early we headed off to the Furnished Property Group office at Bondi Junction to pick up the keys to our new pad. Back at Surry Hills it took several attempts to hail down a taxi to take us to Penkivil Street with our 400 bags!! How the hell we'd managed to accumulate that amount of stuff we'll never know Hahahhahahah...... We spent the ...