From The Mountains To The Sea

And back again... well almost.

Having returned from over the hills & far away on Monday evening, last night found me out at Prospect ~ a Sydney suburb way out west, certainly within a stone's throw of the Blue Mountains foothills. I was there for a work-related product launch that went for so long, I could almost have had my mail redirected.

This followed on from a far more sombre occasion ~ the funeral for one of my best friend's mother. She'd been ill for a long time & it's been a case of 'when', not 'if' for a while, but it's still not something you're ever ready to hear. A tasteful service in a small Catholic church, then a good, old-fashioned wake at a bar overlooking the Harbour in Manly.

Other than that, not much to report, as I enter the monthly fortnight of financial abstinence.

No Alarms & No Surprises Please

Not to be outdone by SarinG's latest photo post, here are yet more shots from the 2 day retreat. You all know how to see a larger version of the image by now...


Sod it... if I'm to have a reputation as a wine-drinker, may as well live up to it!!

( More country comfort... )

In other news, even though I'm kind of feuding with my father at the moment, he can still surprise me... tonight he wanted me to book tickets to see Priscilla at Star City next weekend.

Yet another reason to wonder if there was a mix-up at the maternity ward way back then...