DAY ONE
Met some ladies on the flight from Canada and America. Slept. Made the mistake of watching He's Just Not That Into You, which spends 80 minutes telling us something and then 5 telling us the opposite. Arrived at Dave and Michelle's apartment in Ashfield - 'Monterey' is its name. Michelle had made muffins and we had tea. Felt spacey. Paul and Mum left to move house. The three of us went into Surry Hills to window shop while Michelle went to a dance class. Found six dollar greeting cards - does the originality of the design warrant this? Remember how expensive Sydney is. See hipsters everywhere, and some models. Boys in skinny jeans and thongs. Markets and we eat some gozleme. Then to a couple of pubs for some beer. We go home and I sleep for over 13 hours.
DAY TWO
Michelle is dancing in a Middle Eastern festival, so her mum comes over and we drive into Marrickville. Dave leaves to go to work and I enjoy meeting Michelle's Mum. We have a break after two of Michelle's dances and go to a cafe to have tea and cake. After her final dance we go to a Turkish restaurant and I have a delicious pide. The dancing is beautiful and makes me wish I could do it. I consider doing this instead of Indian dancing.
DAY THREE
Monday - I get keys cut. I go over to Roseville and meet Mum and accompany her to the grocery store. We then go to the amazing Jim Murphy cellars where I gaze at the splendid rows of Australian wine at reasonable prices. I buy Mum some chamgpagne for Mother's Day the following week. Am reading The Picture of Dorian Gray, a copy that I think might be mine that my brother now has. I also seem to have hay fever again and feel quite sick and sneezy. We have a lovely dinner of pumpkin and pesto pasta and wine, and listen to Gershwin, which makes me want to own Rhapsody in Blue. Mum and Paul are very sweet together and I'm really happy that she has found him.
DAY FOUR
TBC
