We watched the Good News Weeks Awards, but felt it was a touch too long.
Byron airport security found a pocketknife in my backpack that even I had forgotten about. The scary thing wasn’t that I forgot it was there; it’s that Sydney airport security missed it on the way TO Byron. Brrr.
The ride in the Byron-to-airport van left me so bounced around that I had headache, nausea, and a twitch in my upper lip for the rest of the day.
Got back to our lovely house to find the garden flourishing (except the jasmine), the bread mouldy, the champagne still in the fridge, and the chocolate still edible.
Tanja is helping me get rid of liquor bottles with a teensy bit left in them… by drinking what’s left. It’s effective.
Leaving for Melbourne tomorrow morno!
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