We've been here for 3 months now, that's a quarter of our trip, and its amazing how similar our routine has become to the one we had in Bristol. Carys and Evan go to nursery 2 days a week, we go to swimming lessons once a week, playgroup once a week, and have a day with no fixed plans. We've even become members of the zoo, but its much bigger than Bristol zoo, and has a better view.
We've spent a lot of time hanging out at the local parks, picking up other mum's. I've gone on the assumption that mum's with kids of similar ages must be nice and exchange phone numbers willy nilly. So far, I don't think I've met any psycho stalkers who have stolen children to pray on desperate mums like me. I don't think I'm surprised that most people I meet aren't Australian (is anyone in Sydney?). It was a bit embarrassing when I invited all the other kids from Carys' first swimming lesson around for lunch the following week, and then had to change groups when I got a nursery place. Amazingly I slunk along to the pool, and bumped into one of them leaving, so they still came for lunch. She's a lovely Irish lady, but with a cruel twist of fate, my occasional hours of work, only happen on her day off.
Recently I've been enjoying having kids at nursery and no job. Its been a fantastic opportunity to go sightseeing. Its much better than either looking after your kids yourself, or working. Unfortunately its not sustainable, so I've got to make the most of it, and its quite mean on poor Howard slaving away.
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