Winter in Sydney

My camera hibernated for the winter, as did my sense of adventure.

As the nights drew in and the mornings became chilly (relatively speaking of course, compared to England it was positively balmy) I became a city boy once more - the workaday routine of commuting, meetings, lunch hours, sleepy Monday mornings and hungover Fridays regressing me back to an attitude of apathy and complacency I thought I had left far behind.

Recalling the last six months, weekends have ruled and everything inbetween has become blurry and insubstantial, except for feelings of homesickness and disatisfaction that have haunted me at times. Ironically, selfishly, despite my fortunate position, I have felt sorry for myself at various points... it has been a most challenging time.

But, as I said, the weekends ruled. Here are a few snapshots...

Grycey from Brummyland at Coogee Beach

Scottish Steve, Grycey, Natalie and G-Man at the start of our booze cruise extravaganza

Quite a view, eh? (and the opera house doesn't look bad either)

Things start to become a bit sketchy for Matthew

G-Man and Will

Blowpop Sydney: not as popular as it is in Bristol. Will seems to like it though

Me looking less wrecked than I felt

Me looking more wrecked than I felt on the night of Ricos' last blast in Oz

Natalie, Steve and Matthew

Housemates Chris, Coralie and Kev

My lovely housemate Nicola has a blonde wig moment at our recent BBQ

Me, getting similarly carried away

Worryingly, Will takes things a bit too far and has a fake eyelashes moment