SYDNEY

So, I had to go to Sydney a week or so ago to train someone over there to use our system and to go through the queries and try to sort some of them out. Having just sorted out my permanent residence for NZ (another high stress situation) I assumed I would be okay to fly out to Aussie without a visa. Of course that was wrong, which means I spent the day that I was supposed to spend at the airport waiting for my flight frantically taxiing around Auckland and taking the worlds worst passport foto's to get a visa sorted that would normally take ten days to process. Well, suffice to say that I did make it onto the plane at the last possible minute, and was very happy to be there.
After having had the best steak I've had since leaving SA and a fairly late night, I awoke the next day all bright eyed and bushy tailed, ready to impart my extensive knowledge of JDE. However, bossman on Sydney's side had other ideas, and cancelled the training session, leaving me with an entire morning with nothing to do. Yes, I was very sad.

So I headed into town to do some sightseeing, and wandered around very happily taking pictures of the Harbour bridge and the Opera house. It was an absolute stunner of a day, just the best weather ever. What a luxury to breathe air that's not loaded with humidity!

Mostly, I was amazed by how many beautiful people I saw. The company I visited in the afternoon was surely a front for a group of international models, pretending to work in advertising. Everywhere I looked there was perfectly proportioned people bounding along the paths on their daily excersise routine. The concierge at the hotel was an edible morsel of toned blondeness. If only I could take pictures of them without looking all pervy.

So, all in all, a very enjoyable trip, if a wasted excersise for my work. I have really relished being in a big city again, I've always enjoyed living in them, and found myself rushing up escalators the same way I've done in London, and just having that same feeling of being part and apart from crowds of people.

Cake Wrecks - Sunday Sweets

One of my favourite sites - this specific entry is Tim Burton cake tributes

Frankenlouie

Spring and Paradise Lost

 Here we go - proof that it is actually spring, even though it's been pissing down rain for the past few days. My apricot tree's starting to think about all the awesome bee sex that's supposed to happen, though I think my jasmine hedge is going to get most of the action. That little trollop's been flowering like mad.  This blogger layout's really one of the most annoying I've had to deal with, trying to get the text to align with the pictures is a bloody nightmare. So now I'll just type random shite until I get to the second picture.  Right, so: Currently reading Paradise Lost by John Milton. I love it. Amazing that something written in the 1600's is still so entertaining. My favourite line so far is where Lucifer, on his way to revenge his fall on Adam & Eve, doubts himself & comes to the conclusion that even if he submits & is allowed back to his former position, he'll only do the same thing again. "Farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, farewell remorse: all good to me is lost;"

Okay - so here we have the nasturtium that my mum planted while she was over here - looking all orangy good! I'm trying to train it up the trellis, but it looks like what it really wants to do is kill all the other plants.  Now I know this isn't really a very well constructed blog entry, but I just wanted to also say that I've watched a movie last night called "The life before her eyes" I prefer mindless violence in my movies but tend to watch stuff like that if by accident it's on tv or something, and on the whole I'm not that overwhelmed by it, but I liked the idea that maybe when you die by accident or before your time the life that flashes before your eyes is the one that you would have had. I reckon the book may have been a bit more beautiful.