Happy Easter!

Well, Happy Easter to everyone! I find it quite satisfying to know that while you are all sleeping, Ju and I are eating a slightly obscene amount of chocolate and sweets. This year we have distanced ourselves from the common and much loved chocolate egg and moved on to new pastures. Ju's chocolate of choice was a native chocolate biscuit called Tim Tam: a particularly tasty replica of the Penguin a la Rocky. Ju made an unlikely discovery that if she nibbled away at both ends of the bar she could use it as a straw to suck up her tea. This would ensure that the centre of the bar would become all melted and her tea would have a distinct tea-like flavour ... trust my wife to find that out! (in fact, a friend of mine had told me about it before I left. she said that it was likely to be the main reason for us to decide not to come back to the UK!), however, I moved away from chocolate all together. Nothing quite as delicious as strawberry liquorice tubes, slightly melted and tied together in one big ball.

To celebrate Easter we had a quick walk to the gardens overlooking Sydney Opera House and the bridge. Walking through the gardens was a real pleasure, with tall, fragrant eucalyptus trees
providing shelter for our promenade. We did our best to take a photo of an Easter bunny, but our hunt was futile and it proved illusive, so you'll have to make do with an Easter parrot. A beautiful looking but frankly irritating sounding bird that for all intents and purposes would be better suited grilling happily away on my BBQ than squawking irritatingly up a tree ...

Take a look at the next photo. We had to take a second glance to ensure we read it correctly. It is a great example of Australian mentality which combines light hearted humour with a relaxed approach to letting you live your own life. I wonder if we will ever see a sign like this in Parc Monceaux in beautiful Paris ... if the picture is too small, click on it and it should open up larger.

After such a long walk, we decided to walk to Russell Crowe's House and see if he was in. He wasn't so we had a 'Tiger' pie in the legendary Harry's Cafe De Wheels: A small pie house opened in the 1940's that sits right on the docks and is the first stop for returning sailors and famous celebs alike. The 'Tiger' is a steak pie topped with mash potato, encased in mushy peas and drowning in gravy with a dollop of cheese sauce. My dad, and anyone else brought up during rationing, would love it!

Open up the picture for a closer look at the spectacular 'Tiger' Pie!
The girl on the left is Solene, a French girl we met and befriended back at the bacpacker's. She's lovely, from Brittany, and I realise that maybe we should have asked her if she agrees to be exhibited like that on the World Wide Web... Ju's happy, she found a running buddy but hasn't gne running once yet... No coments!

Old Russell lives at the end of this Wharf ...


Merci Phil,
avec tout ca, tu viens d'avouer a la Terre entiere que nous avons literalement abandonne notre regime draconien a l'australienne de fruits et de salades... En meme temps, c'est Paques, on a le droit, non?

Voici une photo de l'appart dans lequel nous avons emmenage vendredi. On a pas encore eu l'occasion de prendre une photo de la vue (j'avoue avec amertume qu'hier, il ne faisait pas beau. Vraiment pas beau. Mais rassurez vous, aujourd'hui, tout est de retour a la normale!).



L'appart n'est pas seulement chouette grace a la vue, mais aussi grace aux 2 mignons petits chatons: Lucky et Not-So. Certains risquent d'etre choques en voyant la photo qui suit: moi, a proximite de chats, et toujours le sourire aux levres!



N'est ce pas Jess? T'es sciee, hein?

Bisous a tout le monde, merci pour tous vos comments, c'est vraiment sympa,

going to the beach now,

love,
Ju