Monday, September 04, 2006

Parade of the tongues

By a miraculous coincidence, Phillip was spending his London sojourn with other Aussies in the same street as our friends Andrew and Garry, so was able to join us for a fine lunch at their new apartment.

After we'd stuffed ourselves with as much weight-reducing fodder as we could manage, we all took a stroll around Primrose Hill - Bondi's first visit since Xmas day last year. Among the many dogs enjoying the sun amongst the throngs of kite-watchers, was a pretty young Great Dane by the name of Garbo. The remainder of the afternoon's antics recounted here.

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