"The sun is but a tale; a children's story..."

So yeah the Lady of the Green Kirtle may as well have been talking about Sydney when she said that, because the sun does seem like a bit of a long forgotten myth here at the moment. I am completely and utterly convinced by the very real existence of RAIN though.

All week, huddled under my umbrella as I scurry through Hyde Park on my way to work, scarf bundled up, hoodie zipped up tight i have to remind myself that it is November and I must not lose hope that soon it will be a little bit warmer and (PLEASE) a little bit dryer. It is so hard to dislike the rain in Australia as we should be grateful for any that comes, but being positive about it is becoming harder and harder. I think it's just training us up for our return to the UK.....

Fortunately, while last weekend rained on Sydney, we were down in (moderately) dry Canberra for a little trip. Mark had been working all week at Australian National University and so I spent 3 and a half hours on a bus last Friday night to join him. The bus was a very comfortable Murrays bus though, and this coupled with the bargain $25 fare made it rather more agreeable than you might imagine 3.5 hours on a bus to be.
I arrived off the bus into Canberra Civic at around 9.30pm and Mark was waiting at the bus stop to whisk me off for dinner at an Indian restaurant called Delhi 6 with some ANU Philosophy types. The food was delicious - something Sydney really lacks is really good Indian food (something we are also looking forward to getting back in the UK again). And it was good to meet some new Philosophy faces as well as some old favourites! After the meal, we went to a cool pub called The Phoenix, it was like a proper English rock/indie pub. Had some beers then realised it was really late so walked back to Mark's room on campus to sleep.

Saturday morning brought a long lie in, before heading out for brunch at the cafe in the National Film Archive. We then took a wander so I could see some Canberra...what an odd place. It's so rural, feels a bit like being on a big spread out business park, dual carriageways connecting everything, not very pedestrian friendly at all! There are two centres on each side of Lake Burley Griffin - Civic on one side and the Parliamentary centre on the other. ANU is next to Civic, so we walked over the lake on the big road bridge into the Parliamentary zone.



It was a horrible, grey, hot sticky day, really uncomfortable for walking. The view of Black Mountain was nice, but odd when you look at that photo and remember that that is technically the view from the middle of a city! It's so rural!

You can find most of the sights along one edge of one of the circuit roads on the Parliamentary side. We walked past the big imposing National Library and along past Questacon science museum, the National Portrait Gallery, the High Court and finally the National Gallery of Australia. The weather was pretty unbearable now so we decided to have a look in.



Sculpture outside the National Gallery

After a refreshing ginger beer in the cafe, the gallery turned out to be quite excellent, with a very comprehensive collection of Australian art including some very famous works such as Sidney Nolan's Ned Kelly series which I love. We had a good look round - I love some of the early european style Australian paintings - the pastoral scenes of areas that are now built up towns and suburbs - it's interesting to see such a change over the course of a century. It's also very revealing to compare early depictions of Sydney and Melbourne - Melbourne was quite the grand European style city, while early Sydney seems to be mostly represented as a grubby collection of ramshackle houses!

We ventured next door to have a look at the Australian High Court, an imposing building of concrete and glass.



Some pretty exciting cases have gone on here, one of the most famous being the landmark case of Mabo v Queensland (No 2) in 1992, which finally directly rejected the legal concept of terra nullius in Australia and recognised Aboriginal land rights.

Then it started to rain. A lot. So we hurried back to campus over the bridge. Had a 2 hour nap, then went to meet some philosophers at a nice pub called the Wig and Pen for beer and fish and chips, followed by a trip to a Halloween house party! We failed in Halloween costumes due to lack of preparation, but I procured a lovely tail at some point and wore it all night. It felt so natural to have a tail! I really want to grow one - this prompted some discussion over tail-reassignment surgery.

Sunday was a far more pleasant day - a bit more breeze and sun. We headed back to the Parliamentary centre and visited Old Parliament House and its lovely rose gardens.





Seat of Parliament from 1927 to 1988, it is now the Museum of Democracy (with an agreeable $2 entry fee), which has some interesting displays about parliamentary history in Australia. Most interesting though is the fact that many of the original offices and rooms have been preserved as they would have been at various times, so you can see, for example, meeting rooms circa 1930 and office space circa 1970. You can also enter the original Senate and House of Representatives chambers.



In front of the Old Parliament House, the Aboriginal Tent Embassy has stood since 1972, despite continual controversy and several arson attacks against it. The Aboriginal activists that occupy the site promote the political movement of Aboriginal Sovereignty, which demands among other things land rights and compensation. Apparently there have been numerous attempts to remove it but I am glad it is still there as a reminder of some of Australia's more difficult political issues.

We climbed up Capital Hill to (new) Parliament House, as our last port of call before we had to head for the bus back to Sydney.



We were both pretty indifferent to the building, but there was a nice expansive view from outside over the Old Parliament and the War Memorial in the distance.



Let me remind you again, you are technically looking at a city centre in that picture! Ruuuural. We wanted to go inside, and you can, but you have to be scanned and metal detected and it was a bit involved and we only had 10 minutes before we had to leave for the long bus home, so that was the end. We arrived back to a sodden Sydney, 4 hours later.

And this weekend is sodden once more. Friday was our 7 year anniversary, and we spent it having a wonderful dinner at Yulli's on Crown Street followed by a cocktail at the Lounge. Today we managed to get a wonderful breakfast in at Four Ate Five before the drizzle began, Mark had the vegan mexican breakfast and I had poached eggs and avocado on rye toast. MMMM. I spent the afternoon reading Amsterdam by Ian McEwan. And so it goes.

Surry Hills

It's odd how close to the city we are here. That's the view from the top of our road, the shiny modern towers of the Central Business District rising above the old warehouse buildings that make up much of Surry Hills*. A lot of industry was centred in the area, in particular the garment trade, and indeed some of this has survived the gentrification process to still exist today.

Surry Hills is an interesting area, really. From its beginnings as a village in the 1830s, to being swallowed up as a suburb by the growing city over the next few decades. Rapid population growth fuelled the minds of unruly developers, out to make money with little regard for the provision of basic amenities such as plumbing and drainage, and the area quickly declined into an overcrowded slum. By the early 20th century, Surry Hills was rife with the symptoms of poverty and destitution - alcoholism, prostitution and crime. Over the next few decades, various attempts were made by the city council to clean up the area, by demolishing and rebuilding parts where narrow lanes and derelict housing encouraged shady goings on. By the 1970s though, many original residents had moved away and been replaced by waves of immigrants from Europe, Asia and the Middle East.
But as is the way of things in so many places, during the 1980s and 90s, young professionals started to move back into the Hills, attracted by the affordable housing so close to the city. It's now a real mix of stuff, smart terraces and boutique shops, warehouses and older tenement buildings. Many charitable organisations also set up in the area in its darker days and are still based here, providing services for the homeless, those with drug problems, sex workers etc. At the top of our road is a Mission Australia home that provides accommodation for elderly people who are homeless or have mental health problems - I walk past it on my way to work and it looks like a happy enough place - all the residents sit out on the terrace in the morning having breakfast!

Today was a drizzly Sunday. But we pootled down to Bourke Street Bakery and I stuffed a DELICIOUS pain au chocolat down my digestive system so fast I had chocolate all over my face and pastry all in my hair and Mark laughed at me. We also bought a fennel and raisin sourdough loaf that is delicious in a sweet, herby way. It's good there in the Bourke Street Bakery, although VERY popular, even in the rain there was a huge queue. We went to the Gnome cafe on Crown Street for a coffee, then to the supermarket (boring) then home. Mark is off to Canberra tomorrow morning at 7am, I will join him there on Friday evening!


*And yes, the weather is as dismal as it looks. This weekend has been a write-off. And the forecast is continued rain ALL WEEK. And it's about 7 degrees in Canberra. And I sent my coats home in the crate. Ouch, Australia, you hurt me. :(

In which so many things have gone on

Readers, dear readers, please do not think I have abandoned you!!! I have been moving and organising and all manner of other things.

So, back the the UK we go, arriving for February. Which, provided this Sydney February is as unpleasantly HOT as the last one, will be a nice time to leave. But, if this UK February is as unpleasantly COLD as the last one, it will likewise not be a particularly pleasant time to arrive. One cannot win, really.

We have moved out of Erskineville. Over to Surry Hills. All our worldly goods are in a container somewhere, waiting for their journey back across the sea. We got Crown to do our removals again this time - the guys that came were awesome, best removal ever - everything got so well wrapped and packed. Oddly a much better job was done than by the same company on the way over! They must have upped their stakes.

We are reduced again to a life out of a suitcase for the next few months. Until the novelty wears off I must admit it is a pleasant state of affairs, to have your life that simple that it all fits into one bag.



The living room in the new house... It's small but cosy. Surry Hills is ok, it doesn't have the community feel of Erskineville/Newtown. Lots of cafes, bars, restaurants, but doesn't feel like there's a lot to do unless you have a lot of money to burn. There's no bookshops, really. Although there is a great library.

We said a sad goodbye to two of our dear friends - Chesney and Totoro! Off they went in the crate!



The weather is very up and down at the moment. Which I guess is usual for this time of year as the skies adjust to being warmer. The rain is abundant but we we have had a few nice days. They have tended to be during the week though, unfortunately for me stuck in my office. Today we are rained off and stuck inside, although we did get a good brunch in at Four Ate Five on Crown Street (vegan mexican bean breakfast - YUM).

I should be off to Canberra next weekend, and definitely Melbourne the weekend after that, so there should be some more fun stuff to write about soon. Mark has been to a rockabilly-only barbershop and is sporting an excellent new hair-do. Last Saturday night we went to an astonomy open evening at Macquarie Uni and got to look through a telescope to see Jupiter and its moons, and Uranus. Also we learnt about how to find south using the Southern Cross constellation. We have eaten at Atom Thai, Cafe Sopra, Kai on King, Sofia, Bloodwood and Mamak.

I am spending the afternoon in Narnia, or more precisely in Ettinsmoor on the way to Harfang.....yes I raided the children's section of the library! Also watching the rain fall outside the window.....hope for a nicer day tomorrow.

'Now, if you're ready, Oysters dear, we can begin to feed.'

I just made the BEST dinner - thai yellow coconut curry with prawn, red pepper* and pak choi. I love asian greens, I always like to eat them whilst Mark is away as he doesn't like them so much. I like the bitterness and the crunch. I guess I've always liked things like that, cabbage, sprouts etc. Green leafy things as part of a hot meal.

I really don't have that much to report. Stress continues to plague me in various guises - all UK-move-related. But I am calmer today due to a possible step forward on the temporary accommodation front and after a long discussion with one of my staff (Rosie) about Port Stephens and all the things we can do when we go up there in November with Mark's parents. I am planning a lot of swimming, walking, relaxing, whale and dolphin watching, fish eating, and horse riding. Spring break!!!

Since Mark went away I've not been really doing that much, which I'm hoping to change this weekend with at least one proper day out. Last Saturday I got the train to Redfern then walked into Glebe and met Dean at about 10.30am, we visited La Banette, the bakery/patisserie and bought many pastry and cakey and bread based items. La Banette is great - can't believe I've not been before. They do this mini brioche thing stuffed with nutella, omg so nice!!!
We got the bus back to Newtown and dropped the food at Dean's before heading round to Shenkin to drink coffee and milkshakes and eat hommous and falafel and greek salad. Mmmm Shenkin falafel is amazing, and their hommous is pretty much the best ever. Possibly even better than the chile dip from Sultan's Table. We sat for a long long time then went back to Dean's to while away another couple of hours playing with the dogs. Then I walked back down the road to mine and watched the last of my DVDs before I had to take them back to the video shop, the last one being Notting Hill, which was enjoyable enough but Love Actually is SO much better. Then I walked up to the video shop to put my DVDs in the returns chute.

Sunday I woke up feeling a little ill. Lay around feeling sorry for myself for a while but then had a shower and caught the train to Circular Quay for a walk and to take some more photos. Then bought some AMAZING CHEESE from David Jones on the way home. Like mega creamy brie with a blue vein. Oh and also 6 oysters to try to make myself feel healthy. Oh oysters. How I love thee.

'O Oysters,' said the Carpenter,
'You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none --
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.



*Yes, pepper. I may have slipped comfortably into 'eggplant' for aubergine, come around to 'chips' for crisps, and eventually even forced myself to adopt 'lollies' for sweets, I cannot and will not ever bring myself to call a pepper a 'capsicum'.

Seaplane birthday

Well I mentioned my birthday in the previous post, but I have not yet mentioned someone else who had a rather important birthday recently - Mark turned 30 back in the middle of May!

It was a really good day and I was really glad we were in Sydney for it as it gave me the chance to organise something really special that you just couldn't really match in the UK - a trip on the seaplane!



I booked us a 30 minute scenic flight with Sydney Seaplanes in Rose Bay. I also kept it a secret from Mark so he didn't really work it out until we got on the Rose Bay ferry from Circular Quay at 9am that morning! We had a lovely quiet 10 minute ferry trip across the harbour (it was a weekday and everything always seems very peaceful on a weekday when you are used to only doing stuff at weekends!), and we were a bit early so had a gander round the park in Rose Bay, which was full of Rose Bay yummy mummies watching their toddler groups or whatever it is you do when you are a Rose Bay yummy mummy.

Then we went over to the Seaplane office - I think Mark was just relieved we weren't doing the Harbour Bridge Climb or doing a skydive or something (vertigoooo)! Had a quick safety talk (exactly like you get on a big plane!) and boarded the plane ready to go! There were 7 of us on the plane - Mark & I, a couple and their young son from Melbourne, a guy on holiday from the UK who was really into light aircraft, and the pilot. It was actually really comfortable - the inside of the plane was really nicely done out and very clean and comfortable. Our pilot was great too - he told us all about the plane and pointed out everything we flew past so we knew what we were looking down at. It looked so different from the air!



We were off! It was a really clear day, but quite windy, which meant it was a little bumpy but on the upside, you could literally see for miles. Right out into the Blue Mountains inland, and out over endless sea the other side. It was great. We flew up over the harbour, along the cliffs and up the Northern Beaches, hugging the coast all the way.





Within 15 minutes, we were up flying over Pittwater, the water dotted with hundreds of boats. Kuringai National Park stretched out to our left, while we curved to the left and circled Barrenjoey Head and a magnificently gleaming Palm Beach.



Heading back south again, we ended on a loop over the Harbour and the towers of the CBD before coming into land in Rose Bay again.



After getting our land-legs back again, we took the ferry back to the city and made our way to Waterloo for lunch at Cafe Sopra, before home for a cup of tea. The evening was spent splashing out on an absolutely wonderful 8-course degustation at Bécasse in the city. Hopefully a memorable 30th birthday!

In which I become older, eat a lot, and be spoilt.

It's so waaarm today. Well, me with my English-person-temperature-tolerance thought it was warm anyway. I also saw a mega-cockroach scuttling across the pavement on the way home from work this evening, a sight normally reserved for summer, so I'm obviously not the only one that thought it was warm.










Mark and I walked the full Bondi-Coogee cliff walk over the June bank holiday weekend. It was actually the first time we'd ever done the whole thing in one go, which was surprising! We did it both directions for good measure, which took about 3 hours with a good bit of dilly-dallying thrown in. It was a glorious day for it, blazing sun, warm but not hot. I carried my jacket most of the way but wasn't sticky and uncomfortable. I guess something like this is much better done in winter than summer.
When we got back to Bondi we went straight to Fishmongers on Hall Road and STUFFED ourselves on fish and chips.

My birthday was fun! I especially liked having a birthday on the Saturday of a bank holiday weekend! And it was the Queen's Birthday Holiday so I was able to fib that I was actually the Queen and the day off was in my honour. We got up and went for breakfast at Black Star in Newtown - delicious pastries and coffee and it was great to sit out on the pavement in the winter sun. Then we hit the CBD for some shopping - I ended up with a great leather jacket and a new blouse - and we ate lunch at the antipasto bar in the food hall of David Jones. Cheese and antipasto plates and a glass of wine later, we headed to Surry Hills for a little more shopping and a coffee in Kawa on Crown Street, before heading back to Newtown for a cocktail in Corridor followed by dinner at new restaurant Bloodwood.

Bloodwood was a really good experience. It's quite an industrial looking place, with exposed bulbs and pipes along the ceilings, so a bit different to the average cosy restaurant set up. The menu consists of lots of smaller dishes made for sharing. We ordered cuttlefish salad, polenta chips with gorgonzola dipping sauce, mushrooms in red wine sauce and trifle for pudding (posh trifle!). Haha, I was on the phone to mi madre and told her I had "mushrooms on toast and then trifle" and realised it sounded like I'd been to a rubbish cafe in the 70s or something. It was good, honest!

For my birthday I got cake forks, cheese knife, cake slice, the new Snow Leopard operating system for Mac (haha, a bit like the Simpsons episode where Homer buys Marge the bowling ball that says "Homer" on it hahaha), and SEWING MACHINE(!!!) from Mark, sewing bits (including the best pin cushion EVER) and books from Mark's parents, and Alice in Wonderland DVD, jewellry and poems from mi madre and padre. What a lucky pie !!

After all that fun it was so hard to go back to work after the bank holiday! It doesn't help that my job has been a bit frenetic these past couple of weeks. It's the end of financial year on wednesday this week so the pressure is on!

Mark has been a bit under the weather this week - on Thursday morning he was in bed until 9.30am which is quite worrying for someone who considers 7am to be an EPIC lie in. He's a bit better today though so hopefully a great deal of marauding can be done at the weekend. We need sun to be healthy!

Singapore 2010

It's high time I did a holiday-blogging overload. Don't you love it when I do that? So, as you are probably all aware, dear readership, I am lately returned from a two week holiday in Japan.



We flew with Singapore Airlines, which meant a changeover in Singapore (it's a slightly circuitous route between Sydney and Tokyo but hey). It was my first time flying over Australia in daylight, which was cool as I got to see the desert. It's exciting at first, but after a couple of hours it's dull. Australia really is a big old country of nothing!

On the way out to Tokyo, we spent two nights in Singapore, staying with Neil (and his mum, who was also visiting from the US, as it happened!) in his lovely condo.

We arrived after a 7 hour flight on Wednesday evening, and after dropping our stuff headed out with Neil to Little India for dinner. We had a really great meal at a restaurant, and since Neil's mother grew up in India (they are Indian although he grew up in the US) we learnt a lot from her about Indian food and ways of cooking! After the meal, we went for a walk through the area - Little India is great, it's an area of Indian immigrants and it feels like being in India! Really different to the shiny calm of the rest of the city. A lot of shops were open even late at night and it was really interesting. We wandered down to the Temple, which entertained us by being quite traditional in style, but then having a big neon front. Haha.



On Thursday we had the whole day in Singapore. We got up and caught a taxi from Neil's to Orchard Road and looked around the shops for an hour or so and got some breakfast in a food court. We looked in a camera shop and Mark bought a really good Canon camera bag for only AU$40! (About £20 - we'd seen the same bag in Sydney for about $80!).



We also found good old Marks and Spencer and bought Percy Pigs and square crisps (omg I love M&S square crisps SO much).





CBD view.

Walked down to the marina and found a thai restaurant on the water where we had a pretty good lunch, but while we were eating it starting POURING with rain. We sat in the restaurant for as long as possible but eventually had to go, so we retreated next door into the Esplanade, Theatres on the Bay building. The building is pretty cool and they didn't seem to mind people sitting around inside, there was even a free exhibition on how they designed it.



It's nicknamed the 'Durian' after the prickly tropical fruit native to the area. More on durians later.

It stopped raining so we made our way back towards Raffles Hotel.



Raffles is so colonial it's crazy! It makes you feel like at the beginning of Empire of the Sun, like drinking cocktails in the middle of the afternoon is perfectly natural.



We went into the Long Bar and enjoyed our Singapore Slings (we had one each cus we're not stingy like Pere :-P).



Mark enjoyed the abundance of peanuts to eat on each table.
We got kind of bored after our cocktails. Just wanted to get off to Tokyo by that point I think. We did the best bits of Singapore on our previous visit, I think (Botanic Gardens and the Zoo) and to be honest there's not that much to do there. Other than shop. We looked round another mall but I wanted to save money for Japan so we didn't really look properly. Eventually it was time to head back to meet Neil and his mum and we walked up the road for a meal - it was a crazy buffet type place with all sorts of asian cuisine - I got to try a lot of fun things! I tried three new fruits, I shall review them here.

1. Durian

Wikipedia on Durian. The Durian is an odd fruit. It has a very unique smell and taste and is very popular in south east asia. Inexplicably popular. It has an intense stench, such that it is banned on planes, in hotels and on the Singapore subway system (there are signs forbidding durians next to the usual 'no smoking' signs, it's quite an amusing sight!). If you read the wiki page there are some wonderful descriptions of durian eating by different people. I ate mine in a 'durian puff' - a chunk of fruit wrapped in thin pastry - a popular dessert. The flesh is creamy and pulpy and pungent, the smell is like gone off milk and smelly feet. It was, quite frankly, revolting.

2. Soursop

Wikipedia on the Soursop. The Soursop was a far more pleasant experience. Again it's soft and fleshy, but sweet and creamy and pleasant. It's quite light and refreshing.

3. Longan

Wikipedia on the Longan. The Longan is even more pleasant still. It's like a small lychee, but slightly less stringy and much much sweeter. I find lychees can be a bit bland, but these were delicious.

Fruit tested, we returned to bed, for an early start on Friday as we were off on the plane again, this time to Tokyo!!

Darling Harbour, 14th March 2010

Busy busy Friday and Saturday, quiet Sunday.

Late late brunch at Baffi & Mo in Redfern. Mark had fritters, I branched out from my usual poached eggs on sourdough with avocado and went for poached eggs on sourdough with potato hash. OMG it was delicious! Baffi & Mo also make the best poached eggs in Sydney, in my opinion. Believe me, I've tried a LOT. Perfect shape, perfect consistency. I almost don't want to tell people about Baffi & Mo because it's getting harder and harder to get a table in there these days, but I cannot help it.

Train to the city and I bought a pen, which took a great deal of time, but I wanted a good pen. Trip to David Jones to choose a new food processor (our old one is dying), and bought more pumpkin and lentil sausages. Walk down to Darling Harbour for photo opportunities, then home for aforementioned sausages with roast potatoes, courgette, eggplant and carrots. Now episode of House which seems to have a remarkable amount of backstory that I've missed...hmmm. Lovable.

Das Erdbeben in Chile

The week began with a major tsunami warning along Australia's east coast on Sunday, after Chile's earthquake. Ocean beaches were closed from Bondi and Manly in Sydney right up to Queensland, as raised water levels and dangerous currents were predicted. Fortunately, we escaped unscathed.

What I found astounding though was the way people still continued to visit the beaches, even going in the sea, while the warning was in place, exasperating lifeguards. Quite a contrast to the situation shown in a news report on Samoa, also on tsunami alert, which was devastated by a tsunami last year. People there were panicking, fearing a repeat performance, while in Sydney people were travelling to the ocean to 'watch the waves'. What do people need in order to learn? Do they need a 50ft wave to crush them to death? People are stupid. They make no sense.

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Saturday was a scorching hot, clear day with bright blue skies over Sydney. We pottered around the corner for a late breakfast at Bitton (amazing scrambled eggs), then to Sydney Park for a lie down under the shade of the trees, then back up to King Street for a juice in South End Cafe. I'd not been to South End before but had read some good reviews, and it seemed like a really nice cafe. Lovely decor and a really homely, cosy feel. They had a really good range of juice options (I had my usual apple and ginger but they offered a good selection including beetroot which I always think is a good sign that people are taking their juice seriously). I must return to try the food at some point.

Sunday we were up early and off to Balmoral Beach, which being further in the harbour seemed to have no tsunami issues to be raised. It wasn't that nice a day in the end, overcast and windy, but we lay a long time on the beach, reading.

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I lost an earring having a picnic in Sydney Park a couple of weeks ago, one that Lep sent me for Christmas, little hoops with birds on. We were sitting in a more secluded area of the park and by the time we left it was dark and there were no lights. We had only walked about 20 metres across the grass when I realised it had falled out so I assumed that if I went back in the light, I would probably find it as it was unlikely anyone would have been through and picked it up. But unfortunately it was nowhere to be found in the grass. I keep finding the other one all lonesome in the bottom of my bag - I never know what to do with lone earrings - and it makes me sad :(

Christmas !!!

Very quiet Christmas this year. Were it not for the presents and the days off work I don't think I would have noticed it at all!
We decided to have it that way due to saving money to go to Japan in April, and also because of my currently slightly shaky work situation (although at the moment things seem stable for the foreseeable first weeks of 2010...).

On Christmas Eve I had to work until 3pm, had 3 new temp staff to supervise for the day also so it was pretty tiring. After work, Mark and I went to the Hive Bar up the road from us for some wine and a cocktail that we ordered on the basis of it being called 'Myra Hindley' but which turned out to be rather nice. Then we retired home and began dinner. We had gazpacho, from the Delia vegetarian book (which is without a doubt THE best cook book for meat-free special occasion food) with some homemade croutons (Mark was Crouton Manager), then later ate some tuna sashimi with soy sauce. After dinner, we watched Doctor Who - the end of the 'Logopolis' serial, where Tom Baker as 4th Doctor regenerates into Peter Davison, followed by 3 episodes of the first 5th Doctor serial, 'Castrovalva'.

Christmas Day



Christmas Day began by waking up to the slightly bizarre (to an English person) sight of the bin men emptying the dustbins outside. Christmas in Australia is very much a case of keep calm carry on - especially if you are a bin man obviously!

On Christmas Eve, we left out some quince paste to see if we could attract in a wombat to live with us, to be the Erskineville Wombat after we fell in love with the wombat we sent to England a bit too much. And it worked!!!!



This is Chesney, the Erskineville Wombat!

We continued the day with bagels and cream cheese and smoked salmon, then took a stroll down to Sydney Park to play a bit of cricket. Unfortunately the weather was very overcast and began to drizzle not long after we arrived, so home again we headed.

Then we engaged in presents! We got so many good things!!! I got a lot of clothes, jewels and Claire Tomalin's Jane Austen biography and the Nigella Express book from the Fellows (which definitely looks like it will become a new favourite), Russell's new DVD and earrings and PERCY PIGS!!!!!! yes PERCY PIGS!!!!!!!!!! from Becca. If you ever want to make Mark and I really happy send us Percy Pigs. Also got a really good scarf from Mark's parents - similar to the pink one I wear all the time but in green so now I have variation! Bristol calendar and Cambridge calendar and Chatsworth House calendar (we always get a lot of calendars but we like the pictures).
Mark spent literally hours playing with his new Rubiks cube, also from his parents! I got him Reese's Peanut Butter Cups (they are GROSS but he loves them), Paul Smith socks (as usual haha) and new Poste chelsea boots (thanks to Lep for aiding their arrival!!) McWrinkle and the Platypus bought us Harry Potter DVD and also new speakers!!! with their lovely credit cards! Our music sounds so good now, haha.
We also got MASSES of other DVDS (Skins series 3, Inbetweeners series 1 & 2, new BBC version of Emma, Inglorious Basterds, The Snowman (!!) and Psychoville (which is so WRONG but I am hooked!)).
Mark bought me Mark Jacobs perfume, and two handbags (one of which is in the photo below, it is GOOD), and the skirt and top in the photo too!



The clothes are from Cue. The skirt has like a bustle, it is amazing! I wanted the top for a while after seeing it in the Cue window, I actually went to look for it in Myer because work gave me a $150 Myer gift card for xmas, but the Cue section in Myer didn't have my size - which turned out to be a good thing because Mark already got it!

Christmas Dinner



Mark has been testing out his skills as a food photographer. We had a dozen pacific oysters on the half shell, grilled in garlic butter, with roast tomato salad and a roast eggplant, goats cheese and walnut salad.





It was delicious. We drank a sparkling shiraz and then some desert wine that our friend Lise got us from the Hunter Valley as a gift.

Boxing Day

The weather worsened and boxing day was a bit of a write-off. It rained the whole day, so slept in til midday then stayed in for the afternoon. In the evening we went up to the cinema to see Bright Star the film about John Keats, which was very good. Then when we got home we ate mussels in white wine sauce.

Sunday

Today the weather was predicted to be similar to the previous day, but turned out to be dryer. So we caught the train to Circular Quay and looked at the Fiona Foley exhibition in the MCA, which was pretty though provoking. Then we walked up to the Rocks, and over the Harbour Bridge as we realised we'd never walked over it together! Back on the south side again, we rewarded ourselves with a quick half of porter in the Lord Nelson before heading home. There were so many weddings going on today, it was crazy, every corner we walked around saw another wedding party having photos!
Now I am off to watch more Psychoville and eat Guylian shells....mmm shells.

based on a novel by a man named Lear

Is everyone calm? I hope so.

December has been an extraordinarily busy month.

We began with an evening at the Opera at the City Recital Hall in Martin Place. Sydney opera company Pinchgut Opera specialise in staging obscure operas, and this year was L'Ormindo by Francesco Cavalli dating from 1644. It's quite good, it was well performed. I do love Italian operas as they are so over the top on the soap-opera drama. The ending was a bit rubbish though, which is probably why it's not a very famous opera. Back to the drawing board for you, Mr Cavalli !

Then I got to see my MUSICAL IDOL, JARVIS COCKER!!!! at the Metro theatre.



Oh my goodness he was brilliant!! He is such a great performer, and has such a great personality on stage, be it in distributing a chocolate bar to the crowd ("I know it won't go very far...."), querying the existence of an Australian Ipswich ("do you have an Ipswich? Is it nice? Ours is chronic."), and questioning the diet of koalas ("if eucalyptus just makes them sleep, why don't they just eat something else?")
He played a great mix of songs from both his solo albums and it all sounded so good! Ahh Jarvis.

Then two days after Jarvis was PATRICK WOLF!! which also was utterly brilliant.





The show even featured three costume changes from Patrick, and numerous instruments including an appalachian dulcimer ("I got it on eBay..."). I think I even enjoyed it as much as when we saw him on the Wind in the Wires tour at the Borderline in London back in 2004, when it was just him and a baby grand. This show was with a full live band, and he played all the best songs from his new album The Bachelor , as well as a lot from previous albums (only wish he could have played 'Bloodbeats', but it was not to be!) He seemed in a really good mood compared to some reports of recent gigs, he seemed to really love being in Sydney and changed several lyrics to be Sydney-appropriate, as well as expressing his love for the Sydney dining scene ("sorry if I look a bit fat - I just love your food so much").



Us at Patrick Wolf.



I got that blouse on the uber-bargain rail in that big vintage store in Surry Hills. It washed up well.

It's been really amazing for music here lately, what with Jarvis and Patrick, and we have also seen local Sydney band the Jezabels several times after months of silence from them - they are a brilliant band, a lot of Tori Amos influence. Also just a few weeks until the YEAH YEAH YEAHS which I am ecstatically excited for.

Other than that we have just been bumbling around, really. Trying to relax. Had a few good meals at old favourites Mamak, Kammandhenu, and Fatima's, brunches almost every weekend at Baffi & Mo (poached eggs on sourdough with extra avocado + skim flat white + fresh orange juice = best saturday breakfast ever). Also new discoveries in Cafe Sopra in Waterloo (great fennel salad), Bottom of the Harbour and their delicious fish and chips up on the esplanade at Balmoral, and a great new sushi discovery just a few minutes walk away on King Street in Newtown - Kai on King and their delicious chunky sashimi and steaming tempura.

All this has made us a little rotund so we have also been engaging in regular exercise in Sydney Park, where Mark and I compete in our pug count (extra points if you see the elusive black pug!). Pug count daily record so far has been 4 pugs. There are a lot of pugs in Sydney. OH puggy puggy puggy puggle how I want to scoop you all up and take you all home!

I am now off to do the washing up and watch Doctor Who. Mark recently discovered Newtown library has an extensive collection of old Doctor Who DVDs, which was pretty exciting! We are working our way through Tom Baker, currently.

frolicking

I am sleepy, and am yet refusing to go to bed because I am punk innit.

A few weekends ago, back at the beginning of October, in fact the weekend before we moved house, our old friends Sam and Georgina came to stay. They are currently inhabiting Auckland, just the other side of the pond from us, and dropped in on their way back from a holiday in Fiji, all brown they were. Well, Georgina was brown, Sam was more pink.

On our first evening together, a wednesday, shortly after their arrival, Mark took us all to a philosophy of maths lecture. Yes, a philosophy of maths lecture. Opera house? No! Harbour Bridge? No! Philosophy of maths lecture. Philosophy. Of. Maths. We foolishly agreed to this and along we went. Actually, it was ok. It was part of a public lecture series and was easy to follow and quite interesting. The questions did drag on a bit though.
The trouble with allowing a long time for discussion in a public lecture is that you do get some rather bizarre questions from members of the public. Mark says that it can sometimes be hard to tell the difference between a brilliant question badly put, and just a bizarre question asked by a crazy person. So in a public lecture when the speaker doesn't know everyone, it is always best to assume the former, rather than risk offending the person. In case they are a maths genius who just doesn't know how to form a sentence. Unfortunately this does sometimes mean that daft questions slip through the net.

After the lecture, we gandered down King Street into Newtown for a meal at Kammandhenu.



I love Kammandhenu. Last week we accidentally unintentionally ate there 3 times. But it is so good and so cheap. Yay Sri Lankan/Indian/Malaysian fusion.

All dosed up on dosa, hoppers, roti and lassi, we then pootled a few doors up for a cocktail at Madam Fling Flong before retiring home to slumber.

The following day I had to go to work, but everyone else went to the beach at Manly :( Unfortunately it was a crazily hot day and it made Georgina rather ill, so we headed home rather earlier than planned. This did mean however that due to a lack of food, we ended up being forced to check out the Italian restaurant in Meadowbank, down at the Shepherd's Bay centre. But wow! We got some pizzas and they were amazing! Some of the best pizza I've had in Sydney. The service was also really friendly. It was generally an all round surprisingly good meal! This knowledge turned out to be useful as during the week we moved, Mark and I got takeout pizza from there everyday for about 3 nights in a row!

On Friday I worked again, but afternoon only and we had plans for the evening. We joined the lengthy queue for Mamak after some beers in the city, and had yet another brilliant Mamak meal. Mamak always seems to impress our visitors greatly as well! We ended up trying pretty much one of everything, including old favourite cone-shaped roti tisu, and we all enjoyed the rojak salad so much we got overexcited and ordered another one!



Me and Georgina full of the delights of Mamak.

Afterwards, we headed down to the Clare Hotel on Broadway for some beverages and just made the last train home!

Saturday was unfortunately a bit of a write-off due to the weather. It began to get rather wet on Friday night, and we woke up on Saturday to torrential rain. Unlike English rain, when it rains in Sydney it rains with attitude. You literally cannot go outside because you will get soaked in 3 seconds, even with an umbrella. And it won't 'brighten up in a minute' either. Rain rain and rain and rain a bit more.



We caught the train to King's Cross and ran to Bill's as fast as our leggy pegs could carry us. And we still arrived SOAKED.



Normal.



Frightening.

Fortunately, a lovely Bill's brunch soon cheered us up and dried us off.
Unfortunately, it was then time to go outside again. We headed back to the city, but after a couple of hours of hiding in shops were feeling pretty miserable. So we decided to give up, bought Peep Show series 1 from JB HiFi, went home and cooked a big chilli, drank wine and watched DVDs all night! Brilliant.

The next day Sam and Georgina flew back to Auckland, which was sad :( It was so good to have them over, and we are already planning to join them for a bit when they begin their tour of New Zealand in the New Year, in their new camper van!


Now I must head off to get my Poop hat on. We had to get up rather early to watch a Fritz Lang film named Der Müde Tod. It was the wrong time of day for Fritz Lang really, but was rather good! More soon. Nightypoos.

PS all photos other than the two at Bill's are by Sam or Georgina!

Fish and Chips at Doyle's

Me: "HOLLOOO!!!!"
Mark: "I do not know this person. I am not with this person. I do not know this person. I am not with this person."


At Doyle's in Watson's Bay, Sydney , August 23rd 2009.

[photo by Pere - http://www.flickr.com/photos/grahamfellows/]