Monday 23 April 2007

Monday..Sickness illness and PAIN

Woke up this morning expecting to have a helluva headache, but nope, head was fine, veins were intact and no alcohol addiction. But I've woke up to a stinking cold, absolutely full of it, and to make matters worse, it's rained again most of the day, I think it's been ordered by the Aussies to prepare me for my trip back home.


Well this morning I took myself off to the city, missed the first 3 buses but finally managed to flag one down and get myself as far as Manly Wharf and on the ferry. Well girls, there I am sat on my own when next to me sits this...one can only describe him as a "thing". Baldheaded, hairy arms, shoes with platform soles as he's only about 4ft 6 and he keeps looking in my direction, I glance a look and well I'm not showing anything I shouldn't but he still keeps staring. then when I rise to get off the ferry I have to pass by him and he gives one of those leacherous smiles. Then follows me off the ferry and stays close enough for me to feel his presence over my shoulder.... A quick move to the left then the right and dart up a street and I'm too fast for his short arse to follow...haha


I got to see the War Memorial and the fountain and do a little retail therapy, something for RM and RD and treated myself to a black leather photo frame, which I shall have to mail to myself. I darent even try and weigh my case yet. Saw a lovely thing for Dad whilst I was shopping nearly bought it then realisation kicked in and I felt my eyes prickling so made my exit. When Stephen and I were younger Dad used to have a magic wallet and he loved playing the trick with it, and today I came across a credit card version...it would've made Dad smile.



Lib came into Sydney to meet me and we had lunch and browsed but it kept pouring down with rain and I hadn't set off with either a coat or a cardi, so we had to find a shop where I could buy a tshirt as mine was wet and I looked like I was doing a wet tshirt competition.


We headed to Hyde Park and watched 2 guys play chess, R & R would have liked to play I bet. Then we headed off back to the Mall and went in for a massage.... think they were chinese, I'd like to say it was pleasant, but it was 30 minutes of torture. I was prodded poked elbowed kneaded and rubbed in the most painful ways, all I kept thinking was, for christs sake which one of us had this STUPID idea....errr yes...it was my idea... must remind myself to engage brain before I open my mouth. I bruise at the drop of a hat anyway, so god knows what I look like now, I'm avoiding the mirrors, however I do feel fine....at the moment!!