Moving to Australia wit

h their grandchildren was about the only way anyone would get Trev and Den here. For people who hate flying they arrived in good spirits, and during their 3 week visit seemed to go to every museum Sydney has to offer. We even managed some sneaky days out while Howard was at work and the kids were in nursery. This was justified on the grounds of job hunting for me. I can't work in metropolitan Sydney, and one of the possible job options was in the Royal National Park south of Sydney. It was a fabulous location with amazing beaches, but I'm not sure what it would have been like to work there. The 90 minute commute was a bit off putting, but also I'm told that the average IQ drops a lot the further south you go.


We celebrated Den's birthday with a sushi picnic in the Botanic gardens, and managed to eat lots despite Evan insisting on crawling through the picnic and sitting on the food. The highlight was trying to feed
Carys jelly with chop sticks, and the view was
ok as well.
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