It's a public holiday, so this morning we set out for a walk along Sandy Beach, over Bare Bluff, along Sandy Back Beach, Fiddeman's Beach, Emerald Beach and up on to Look At Me Now Point. The scenery becomes increasingly like Pembrokeshire, apart from the plaques commemorating shipwrecks, with considerable loss of life, and the colony of kangaroos on the point. It's the depths of winter, so shorts and t-shirt are fine.
Somehow, the thought of the trip to Canberra doesn't appeal after that. Although the clamour about Schapelle Corby (see below) seems to have died down, Parliament House seem to have almost daily deliveries of white powder, causing secuity alerts, presumably as some kind of reaction to the package that was sent to the Indonesian embassy. You'll be glad to hear that the loading bay staff who discover this stuff are offered counselling. It's not quite the image I had of Australians, I must admit.
Monday, June 13, 2005
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