Monday. And, so far today, I’ve flown to Singapore and just put in six hours working out of a business lounge and still have another eight to go before I get to kip (am Colombo bound this evening for the week…)
Mustn’t grumble however as, since my last post about our summer holidaying in Europe, Issy and I have also just indulged in a trip over to Melbourne earlier this month for weddings, family birthday partying and some brief flirting with a delicious vineyard and the salty ocean road inhalations on offer down in Sorrento.
As is the form when I get back over to the UK, trips like these are extremely special and also meticulously executed, in order to maximise each and every hour with all the important things in life. In the case of this particular trip, the important things consisted of: new babies; zany nieces; legendary siblings; old school friends; and then an inevitable immersion in all of the particular shopping experiences and drinking haunts yet to reach the humid back-streets of Saigon.
We fitted it all in, and lapped it up (although, truth be told, for me to be accepted into the funky suburb of Fitzoy I’ll need to grow an exceptionally impressive beard – and this may take me a while.)
Video compilations with be forthcoming however, in the meantime, heartfelt thanks to Mark for the most spectacular day at Yabby Lake, to Phoebe for all the snippets of special laughs and larks, to Pobby for the Aga coffee and the egg and bacon pie on arrival (plus about two dozen other mouth-watering dishes enjoyed throughout the week) and to Mike for a lesson in cryptic cross-wording that I will never forget (I hope the Tuesday Latin tutorials continue to go well).
To all the other family and friends entourage, thank you for making me feel at home and for making me smile, constantly.
And to Alice and Richard Cook-Watkins. For seating me opposite the bride (I have been dining out on that since) and for laying on a seamless day of memories for us all.
So, as Mike would recommend – to anyone curious enough to ask – it is with whisky that one should finish one’s day and so, in spite of the fact that I am long off being asleep, I may just – on this one occasion – take him up on that and bid you farewell, for now…
Until next time.
Melbourne skyline. Obvs.
Emily, Archie and Ben. Stripey boys.
Fitzroy chic. Also obvs.
OK, I’ll admit it, the coffee ain’t too bad here…
These lot know how to do ice creams.
Replica clock-tower from Ben Thanh Market, Saigon. Love it!
End of day beer at Naked for Satan. Yeeees.
Brunswick Street bakery. Spectacular.
‘Knock off’ gin and tonic time in the garden.
Pobby’s kitchen. Aga toast – ooooooooooooooooh!
Yabby Lake vineyard.
The calm espressos before the twelve bottle tasting storm. Happy days.
The BEST lunch.
Diamond Bay. Hmmm.
Issy likes green. I like blue.
Everyone likes a good sunset.
Pin the tail. Hazy’s 3rd birthday.
Squirt the person who is pinning the tail.
It’s OK, it’s only Sam!