Well, we've had a bump in the road again and this time, it has been a little more serious than a leaky light fitting.
If you're reading this blog, then you will most likely know the details and I'm not about to write everything down here; suffice to say that Cath is out of hospital now and attacking the rental market with all her energy (and yes, I am making sure she rests).
Anyway, for records' sake, I thought I'd post a piccie of my lovely lady, smiling away in her penthouse hospital room - great views of the city; crappy kitchen facilities.
And, no this is not a reference to the fabulous 80's Scandinavian popular music combo known as A-Ha. It is, of course referring to our flat (hereby known as a 'unit') hunting exploits in the bustling 'burbs of Sydney.
It's a bit different to the UK as all the 'Units' are pretty crumby if you expect to find somewhere cheap enough to afford you such luxuries as food and clothing on top of your rental outgoings.
Viewings are a different affair too as you get a 10-15 minute slot to view one of these overpriced boxes, usually on a Saturday morning and with around 20 other happy unit hunting folk. Cath has pointed out that this is an excellent way to see how many people you could invite to a party though so there's a plus, I guess!
OK, so this is a photo I took a couple of years ago but we have been so busy since we landed that I have had little time to get the camera out and I needed to get some of our news off my chest so this is the visual stimulus you're stuck with for now.
So here's the news... We arrived in Sydney, jet lagged, disoriented and unemployed at 6am on Friday morning and since then, other than sleeping and eating, we've managed to get our bank accounts up and running, Tax File Numbers applied for, property viewings booked AND I start my first contract job tomorrow - how crazy is that!??!
Other than that... actually, there is no other than that, what did you expect for less than a weeks' worth of work, eh?
Until next time...
Not far to tour for this one as the BBQ was up the road at the Red Lion and the London family do took place in Sue's garden so the punters had to do more touring than the band for this one.
Not much to report, just wanted an excuse to attach this photo of Ethan, trying on 'Grandpa Bailey's' bike helmet.