Grape Escape - Australia

December 2013 - January 2014
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  • Day 12

    The Boxing Day Test

    December 26, 2013 in Australia ⋅ ⛅ 2 °C

    St Kilda, Victoria, Australia
    Thursday, December 26, 2013

    This is Peter's special day, that he has been waiting for these past two months. Blow all those rocks that I have waxed lyrical about, this is the real deal. The Boxing Day Test at the MCG.
    We arrived bright and early as we had tickets to collect and seats to find. The ground is enormous and it was already thronging with folk all with the same idea in mind. We had excellent seats under cover and just to the right of the bowler's arm. For those of you in the know - a very similar position to that of the Warner Stand at Lords. We were on the end of a row, with no one in front of us, so in theory an unrestricted viewpoint, just marvellous. However, there is always a snag and before long it became apparent what it was! Unlike on English grounds, there are no unwritten rules about restricting movement from your seat until the end of an over. Here, they jump up all over the place, wander desultorily off gossiping in the aisle and generally obscuring the line of sight.. The stewards at Lords would have heart failure, as did PL for the first hour. He and the rest of the Lords contingent chuntered away like things demented, until they came to terms with the fact, that this is how it is and you have to ignore it.
    The crowd was a world record attendance of 91,092 and it is an atmosphere quite unlike any other. When they get behind Mitchell Johnson (fast bowler for the uninitiated!), the noise and vibration seems to come up from underneath you, travel up the spine and out of the top of your head. It is electrifying. There is not the quick fire witty banter of English crowds, but it is all very friendly and lively and a wonderful experience.
    The cricket itself was gruelling at times if you were an English supporter, as England struggled to survive a tight and always threatening bowling attack. Uncharacteristically, the fielding was spasmodic, several catches being put down, including two from Pieterson. The scoring was slow and Australia probably just emerged on top, with the last two wickets taken late in the day. Tomorrow will be interesting.
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  • Day 13

    Test Day 2

    December 27, 2013 in Australia ⋅ 🌙 6 °C

    St Kilda, Victoria, Australia
    Friday, December 27, 2013

    Today has certainly been very interesting! Once more we arrived early at the MCG, expecting the England tail not to wag for long. How right we were. Bresnan went first ball of the morning, fending off a vicious lifting bouncer from Johnson and with that Pieterson lost the plot, forgot how to defend and attempted to pulverise the wrong ball with the inevitable result. They were all out by eleven o'clock for 255. Lunch came very quickly, but with the surprise of Australia loosing 2 wickets quickly beforehand.. Strangely enough the afternoon session followed a very similar pattern to the day before, with the English bowlers finally putting together a sustained and threatening attack. They never allowed the Australians to settle and the runs dried up to a trickle.
    We took the chance to visit the MCC Museum of Sport, which obviously featured cricket, but also other National sporting achievements. It was extremely interesting and well collated and a couple of hours passed in no time.
    We returned to our seats just before tea and in time for an Australian collapse, which was something of a surprise. They finished the day on 164 for 8. The Barmy Army were in full cry by now and Bay 13 (the Aussie equivalent) less than happy. They certainly can't sing as well as ours, although I'm not sure that is any recommendation. Peter did offer to give his own rendition of Jerusalem, but at the risk of being ejected for 'A Behavioural Offence', I managed to dissuade him. Any form of anti social behaviour is dealt with strongly, with an ejection, ban and heavy fine. Lessons could be learned across the world !
    There were some fantastic costumes on view both yesterday and today. A gorilla suit would have been tame in this neck of the woods. They go for flamboyant with a capital F.
    At last for the first time in the series England finished the day on top. Too late of course with the little urn already lost, but at least they have finally shown some fight and resolve.
    The temperature is due to soar to 38 degrees tomorrow, so we will do other things and keep an eye on TV, hoping to return to the fray on the 4th day.
    Sorry girls this is a report for the chaps in the main. Normal service will be resumed soon.
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  • Day 14

    Melbourne

    December 28, 2013 in Australia ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

    St Kilda, Victoria, Australia
    Saturday, December 28, 2013

    It has been hot, hot, hot today. In the top 30s for most of the day, so we had a rest day from the cricket and decided to explore Melbourne, or at least as much as one can do in a day. I think the cricket score by the close of play justified that decision, (ghastly yet again) but Peter will attend tomorrow, whilst I sort out for the move to Sydney.
    My initial impression of Melbourne, during the pre Christmas rush was far from favourable, but I have revised that somewhat today. Like Adelaide, this is a very liveable city. There is lots of green space, sporting facilities, with the harbour and beaches in close proximity. Architecturally it is a mix of early eighteenth century warehouses, Victorian Gothic revival, Edwardian villas festooned with intricate ironwork, mixed together with the ultra modern statement buildings. It does have a soul the more one sees of it and reflects the mix of British roots and the Australian no nonsense outdoor life to perfection.
    Despite the heat we tackled one of the planned walking routes, taking us through the old part of the city from Federation Square, looping up and back again. It was extremely interesting and had the advantage of us being able to duck inside for a drink and respite from the ever rising temperatures. There are several Victorian arcades, plus some newer ones, which of course work perfectly in a city of extreme heat. Well I say that, but in truth Melbourne has a reputation for the sort of changeable weather that we are used to in the UK, just more extreme. The city does receive a high rainfall for Australia and there can be enormous fluctuations in temperature as we found out today.
    Following our walk we wandered to the Southbank on the Yarra River and could take a great long range shot of the MGC from the bridge spanning it. We finished the day of exploration by taking the tram back towards St Kilda and dropping off at yet another Botanic Gardens for a green fix! It was an uphill walk from the tram stop and by the time we arrived at the visitor centre, we were dripping. Restorative measures were called for and the locally made ice cream beckoned. Peter went for his usual coffee and I had Turkish Delight, which was indeed a delight of creamy subtle flavour. Suitably recovered we ventured out into the garden. I suppose we had been indoors for perhaps 45 mins and to our shock the wind had whipped up out of nowhere and the temperature had dropped by a good 15 degrees. This is not unusual for these parts I understand. The gardens were lovely in a structural Capability Brown sort of way, but without the colour of others we have visited. There were beautiful views of the modern city scape soaring over the tree tops, which I think occurs all over Melbourne, because of the many green spaces built in.
    We arrived back in St Kilda footsore and quite happy to relax back at the apartment, which is incidentally called Arcadia, for the evening.
    In postscript, one thing I should refer to has been the nightly after dark entertainment, put on for our benefit. What energy these Australians have! The first night we were here we were awoken by what seemed to be a herd of elephants on the roof, in the courtyard, we could not work out where. They seemed to be all around. I know that Karen had said they had a cat, but this was ridiculous. We lay there petrified, talking in whispers above the cacophony, which eventually died away. This has been the score most nights, sometimes accompanied by screeching and loud hissing. You have probably gathered, it's possums on the nightly prowl. They are a real pest, destroying vegetation and at epidemic proportions I gather. Of all things they are a protected species here, unlike in New Zealand where they are trying desperately to rid themselves of their uninvited guests, because of the number of flightless birds they take. I would quite happily have shot the two on our roof last night, pesky little blighters! On that pure English note, I will sign off, resuming in Sydney in a couple of days time.
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  • Day 17

    New Year Down Under

    December 31, 2013 in Australia ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

    Manly, New South Wales, Australia
    Tuesday, December 31, 2013

    Hello again! We are now in Manley and for those of you saying 'Where?' It is a suburb of Sydney. We flew into Sydney yesterday and it must be the way to arrive, by plane and during the day. It does give a wonderful view of Sydney's magnificent setting, sprawled around its deep water harbour with all it's inlets and coves. It is surprisingly green and houses cling to the hillsides with sea views to die for. We are staying in Manley, which is set on a peninsula, with Sydney Harbour on one side and the Ocean on the other. The ocean bay is renowned for its surfing and there has been plenty of that going on today. The beaches have been packed from early morning. There have been picnics and BBQs and a general Aussie outdoor celebration.
    We are here for a week, staying in an apartment, 50 yds from the beach. It is gorgeous and we will be very comfortable undoubtedly. Manley is buzzy and a great place to experience life in Australia. We love it and it is only 30 mins by ferry to Circular Quay. We plan to go over tomorrow and begin our exploration of the city itself.
    Obviously, the cricket will raise it's ugly head once more. We'll have to go, not even a tout will want our tickets at this stage.
    I'm writing this approaching Midnight on New Years Eve. You know we are getting old as we have chosen to stay in Manley, instead of joining the thousands in the city itself. In truth, mainly because once there at 6.30pm (last ferry in) there is no way back unless you walk, swim or are lucky enough to fight off the hoards for a taxi, or wait for the early morning ferry. However, we are very happy, having had a great meal at an award winning fish restaurant called 'Garfish' and then stayed to watch the Manley fireworks at 9pm from the wharf. They were pretty spectacular in themselves. The 9pm fireworks on the harbour were visible over the headland and we have now wandered home and settled back in our armchairs with a glass of something sparkly to see in the New Year and watch the main show on TV. By the way the TV buildup here is as pathetic as at home.
    It is now 3 mins to midnight and I'd better finish by wishing you all a very Happy New Year and all the best for 2014 from Down Under! Enjoy yourselves wherever you are and we look forward to seeing you again in the New Year.

    PS. Half past midnight. Just fabulous, quite unlike anything I've ever seen. Something to think about - fifteen minutes of spectacle
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  • Day 18

    Sydney

    January 1, 2014 in Australia ⋅ ⛅ 23 °C

    Manly, New South Wales, Australia
    Wednesday, January 1, 2014

    This morning was quiet, not many people about and one or two semi comatose in odd places - can't think what's been going on? By lunchtime things were perking up and we began to wish more had been semi comatosed for longer! We took the Manley ferry into Circular Quay, which does give the most amazing view of the harbour as you cross it and the waterfront on the approach to the wharf. Here are all the iconic vistas you have dreamt about, the Opera House, the Harbour Bridge and that famous skyline. Sydney was founded as a penal colony in 1788, when 11 convict ships arrived via Botany Bay (proved too inhospitable). The settlement was named Sydney Cove (now Circular Quay), after Viscount Sydney, the then Secretary of State in Great Britain and the new colony nearly starved to death on several ocassions in the first three years. It would be the early 1800s before Sydney became a stable colony and busy trading post and with the arrival of the reformist Governor Lachlan Macquarie things never looked back.
    The ferry delivers on the aspect Sydney is undoubtedly most famous for, it's harbour setting and the best views are certainly from the water. It is a spectacular city and yet again extremely liveable, in common with Melbourne, with the addition that Sydney's climate is more equable. Only having the day to fix some sort of overview, on advice, we decided to take the Red Explorer Bus, which allows one to jump on and off at will. In theory a good plan, in practice a shambles. There were far too many stops, some of which lasted for over 5 minutes, the commentary was so pathetic, I could have done better after a nights study with the guidebook and a detailed city map and no one seemed to have the vaguest clue what was going on. In short don't bother with it whatever you do. I suppose we did obtain a rudimentary overview of the city, but at the price of being thoroughly disgruntled at the end of it. The arch complainer is composing an email to the Rough Guide as we speak, having already let the tourist office know his views. Well, he has been away from home for over two months and there has been nothing to complain about up to now. A chap has got to vent his spleen from time to time. I'm just grateful it's not in my direction!!
    A strong coffee was urgently required and from there we walked around Circular Quay to the Opera House. Now this is a tour de force and even more stunning in real life than photographs suggest. It was designed by Jorn Utzon, a Danish Architect and like all things that are ahead of their time, was not without controversary. It was completed in 1973 and opened by Queen Elizabeth. It resembles a ship in full sail on its promontory out into the Harbour and almost seems to float on the water glistening in the sunlight. The effect is due to thousands of white tiles that clad it's exterior and despite the fact that you have seen so many photographs of this world class building and feel you almost know it so well, it is still breathtaking at first sight and close to. I hope to have time later in the week to take one of the tours inside.
    As if this wasn't sufficient, you turn round and there is the charismatic Harbour Bridge looking down on you. Locally it is nicknamed the coat hanger and you can see why. It is possible to do a bridge climb to the top, dressed up in the supplied appropriate gear. I'm thinking about that, heights and water are not my thing and here are the two combined in a terrifying prospect. Valium could be required to get me up there and after the kayak experience, I'm suitably cautious.
    We have obviously only just touched the surface today and will go back to investigate more later in the week. We returned to Manley on the ferry about 6pm and as we streamed off along with everyone else, I happened to glance to my left. To my surprise I saw someone I knew, or that was my instant reaction. It was Alistair Cooke the England cricket captain. He had been approached by a couple of fans and was posing for photos. He was very charming and affable and didn't appear to have the weight of the world on his shoulders! Shorter, slimmer and better looking than on TV, he and his wife were met at the wharf by a black 4x4 and driven away. How's that for coincidence and a surprise end to a special day.
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  • Day 19

    The Hunter Valley

    January 2, 2014 in Australia ⋅ 20 °C

    Manly, New South Wales, Australia
    Thursday, January 2, 2014

    The Grape Escape has raised its ugly head once more! We were picked up this morning at 8am by Richard Everett of Wine Country Tours for an exploration of some of the wines in the Hunter Valley. Matt and Selina organised this for us as a Christmas present and a great day it proved to be.
    This wine region is just over two hours driving time by road from Sydney and it is a beautiful drive, as you skirt the Blue Mountains, before entering the valley proper. The landscape is very typically Australian, lots of eucalyptus, grasses and drought resistant plants, names unknown by the author, but well managed and attractive. Obviously there are cellar doors and vines everywhere, plus some seriously good restaurants, guest houses, hotels etc. This is definitely an area to go on the list for further exploration if one ever has the chance. We pulled into the The Peppers Guest House for coffee and biscuits and sat outside on the verandah, whilst Richard explained the days plan in this magnificent setting. When I say we, I should explain that this consisted of a group of nine of us. An adult family group from the US, ( father originally from Leeds), three young ladies from the Melbourne area and us of course. It was a very friendly and informed group and the conversation flowed easily.
    We moved on to the Tyrrell Winery, which was founded by one Edward Tyrrell from Berkshire. He planted the first vines here in 1828, probably as part of a general horticultural experiment to see what his land would cope with. These were the first vines to be planted in the Hunter Valley and they are still cropping to this day, smaller quantities, but of superb quality. The winery is now being run by the fifth generation and we were lucky enough to meet the oenologist (wine maker) Andrew Spinaze, who has been with the Tyrrells for over 30 years. We were taken to inspect the grapes hanging ripening on the vines. They are growing on strong red clay and are never watered. Did you know that a vines roots can permeate the soil by up to 20 feet? I was astonished. Andrew expects to start harvesting around the 13th and then it will be all hands to the wheel, but in the meantime he's heading to the cricket tomorrow! All morning, the temperature had continued to climb, until it was by now approaching forty degrees. We stood in the vineyard with a hot breeze blowing off the mountains and it was like being buffeted by an enthusiastic hair dryer! Fortunately, we were then taken through the cellars and shown the processes the wine goes through before it becomes that silky beverage so prized by us all. Here it was cool and temperature controlled, cooler for the whites than the reds of course and finally we were shown into the Tyrrell's original house, that has been preserved very much as it was originally and is now used for private tastings. The house was built of wood, tin lined, with further newspaper lining on the walls for insulation, before being distempered. They used what was available and survival was finely balanced. The wines were superb across the board and we tasted, compared and contrasted Semillon, Chardonnay, Shiraz and Cabernet, all from this one winery. The family own land in other wine growing regions, but the wine is made here. It is apparently very common in Australia to pick and must the 'berries' as they are referred to and then tanker the product in its raw state to the mother winery, for the wine to be made there. It is not unheard of for the must to be brought in temperature controlled vats from Western Australia to the Hunter Valley for production. This will take two drivers, driving in relay, five days.
    Lunch was taken at the Tower Estate, restaurant. Another 1800s building of great interest and the food was superb. All organic and locally sourced and the vegetables grown in their own vegetable plot.
    We moved on to a contrasting young winery called Hungerford Hill, which is only 40 years old. The winemaker here is experimental in his approach, knowing that they need to find a niche and it is no good trying to compete with the likes of the Tyrrells. Again, very good wines of a quite different feel. Once you have your taste buds in, you can taste the youth of the vines in the glass. There is no magic in wine production, it is all in the soil, grape, and weather conditions that year.
    Richard is extremely knowledgeable on his subject and life's passion and yet is an excellent communicator and managed to make the whole day fun. It was fascinating, as apart from the tastings, the discussion encompassed commerciality, boutique productions, cork versus screw cap, climate change etc etc. We arrived home about 7.30pm, hot, bothered and pleasantly mellow, but absolutely delighted with what has to be our best Grape Escape to date. Cheers to you all!!
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  • Day 20

    The SCG test

    January 3, 2014 in Australia ⋅ ⛅ 23 °C

    Manly, New South Wales, Australia
    Friday, January 3, 2014

    Are we gluttons for punishment or what? This morning, we caught the 8.50am ferry from Manley to make our way to the SCG for the beginning of the fifth and final test against Australia. We met up with some others we had chatted to in Melbourne, who are also part of the MCC contingent and I have to say it was all a bit doom and gloom. We were telling one chap about bumping into Alistair Cook the other evening and he grunted and said to Peter ' I hope you managed to avoid shaking his hand!'. Boys!! On a more positive note, It is another fantastic ground. Not in the same league as the MCG to be fair, but more of a traditional cricket ground with a pavilion. There were just over 45,000 present today and I would have said it was not quite full. I don't think any of the English fans have much hope of any sort of comeback, but for the only time in the series Alistair Cook did win the toss and put the Australians in to bat. It was overcast and humid and so he obviously felt England could bowl the Aussies out cheaply. It half came off, as we certainly won the morning session and had them 97 for 5 just after lunch and hopes were higher. Sadly, it could not be maintained and Haddin and Smith consolidated well, although we did bowl them all out by 5.30. We decided to take our leave at that point to avoid the rush for home. Peter was confident Cook and Carbury could hold out for 20 mins. I was not so sure. No prizes for guessing who was right!
    We returned to Circular Quay for the ferry home and following a conversation I had had during the day with another cricket widow, we called on the off chance at the Opera House, to enquire if there was any chance of two tickets for La Boheme tomorrow evening. A bit of a long shot, but to our joy we are in possession of two good seats and my cup runneth over! What a treat to be able to listen to some Puccini in this amazing building. An unexpected bonus and the icing on the cake.
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  • Day 21

    La Boheme

    January 4, 2014 in Australia ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

    Manly, New South Wales, Australia
    Saturday, January 4, 2014

    I'm reluctant to say too much about the test match as I might have to reach for the sick bag. Poor Peter left this morning for yet another endurance test and I had a housekeeping day. I remembered to put on the TV about 11.45 am and nearly had a fit, as England were 56 for 5 and as you know it had been worse than that. We met on Circular Quay at 6pm to have supper before attending La Boheme and I heard the full litany of woes. All is undoubtedly lost and one almost feels the team, apart from the odd exception have thrown in the towel, which is deplorable. So much for the hefty wage increase before the touring party left, that was certainly justified! I feel desperately for the many loyal fans who have worked and saved to take the trip out to Australia and support England. Attending the Ashes here has been a fabulous experience for us and we have loved every minute of it despite the results. If the series had been more of a contest everyone would have been happier. Loosing is one thing, but not showing up is something else entirely. There are undoubtedly things afoot behind the scene, which will out at some point I'm sure.
    However, from the ridiculous to the sublime, La Boheme at the Opera House tonight was exactly that. We arrived in plenty of time and met a couple of MCC friends in the bar. It was they who had tipped us off that it might be worth enquiring about tickets and we are forever in their debt. The building itself is as amazing inside as out. Lots of polished concrete, wood and glass. Sounds ghastly, but that is far from the case. It has an atmosphere and look that is quite unique. The performance took place in the largest of the auditoria, the Joan Sutherland Theatre. Marvellous acoustics. It is an unusual shape, modern in the extreme, and as the house lights dimmed, a single spotlight played on the deep red velvet curtain, which had a sparkly La Boheme picked out across the centre. The mist from the 'garrett' swirled through that beam of light and shivers ran up your spine before we were even underway. The cast was extremely well balanced and of course the music beautiful. Rudolfo was sung by a Korean with an unpronounceable name and the setting was glamorous and very Belle Époque. There were several more spine tingling moments as the famous arias were delivered faultlessly and the applause at the finale was justifiably long and enthusiastic. During the interval, we went up to the Top Bar of the Opera House for a glass of something sparkling to mark the occasion and we were transfixed by the view laid out before us via the glass wall. Here was Sydney Harbour at night at its magical best, a brilliantly lit Harbour Bridge and city radiating out around the bay in all it's glory and it is a sight that will remain with us to our dying day. The Opera House is an iconic building that will probably never loose that edgy feel and we were certainly thrilled to have had the opportunity to attend a live operatic performance tonight.
    As Mary so eloquently commented to us in her email today, 'better to be miserable in your garrett, than at the cricket.' Enough said and spot on! At least it was a superb end to a disappointing day.
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  • Day 22

    Last Chance Manley

    January 5, 2014 in Australia ⋅ ☀️ 28 °C

    Manly, New South Wales, Australia
    Sunday, January 5, 2014

    A short report today, as for once we have had a chill out day (makes a change, I know). We move on early in the morning to the airport and Hamilton Island, so we have been sorting out the apartment and watching the cricket on the TV. This afternoon, we took a walk to Shelly beach and over the headland. The views back to Manley and the bays beyond were lovely. It was a warm sunny day and the beaches were packed. This is a great area to stay if you are in the Sydney area and we would definitely revisit if we get the chance. All around this coast is a marine reserve and there were lots of people diving and snorkeling. Suddenly, in the middle of it all appeared a couple of dolphins. They circled and played for ages in very shallow water and were a joy to watch. It apparently is not uncommon to see them and it was certainly a bonus today. We arrived back at the apartment, put the kettle on and turned on the TV to catch up with the cricket. I heard Peter say 'What the ...........' as the last wicket went down. We hadn't been gone that long. They were all out in 32 overs. Unbelievable and I won't sully your ears with Peter's comments. Suffice it to say they weren't complimentary! The SCG did look a picture though on Jane McGrath Day, all decked out in pink, the Foundation's colours and that included the majority of the crowd, who had managed to find something pink to wear in the charity's honour. It was I guess, a great day for Australia to regain the Ashes and one cannot say they did not deserve it. Congratulations Oz!Read more

  • Day 24

    Hamilton Island

    January 7, 2014 in Australia ⋅ 🌙 26 °C

    Shute Harbour, Queensland, Australia
    Tuesday, January 7, 2014

    Well here we are in Paradise, or Hamilton Island as it is known. We flew in from Sydney yesterday morning, emerging from the aircraft into brilliant sunshine and a tropical scene.
    The Island sits in the middle of the Whitsunday Islands, just off the Queensland coast, and is a really good jumping off point to visit the Great Barrier Reef. It is not a large Island and has been lightly developed ( 30%) as a tourist resort, the vast majority of it being in a wild National Park state. The original project was the brainchild of one Barry Williams, who ran into financial difficulties quite early on and could not complete his vision. The Island was bought by Robert Oatley of 'Wild Oats' sailing fame ( his yacht has just won the Sydney to Hobart race for the sixth year running). He sailed around the Island and bought it lock stock and barrel without further ado having nor even put one foot on dry land. What a decision. He made his fortune in wine and his Island venture can have done him no harm either.
    We are staying in an A framed bungalow, which is charmingly decorated and surrounded by tropical planting. There are no cars for rental here, but you can hire a golf buggy to drive yourself around and that we have done today to orientate ourselves and look round the area. There are some beautifully landscaped pools all around and the beach is just gorgeous fringed by Palm trees. Even Peter, who is no fan of a beach, had to admit it was a bit special. There is a large Marina, full of state of the art yachts that could cope with several cases of gin each! Lots of small boutique type shops and a plethora of activities to take part in both on and off the water. Over on nearby Dent Island is a Championship Golf course, designed by Peter Thompson, that a ferry will take you to for your game. It is apparently very fine, but it would have been hot work today. Some of the properties here are simply spectacular. Mostly with a sea view and immaculately kept. This is serious millionaire country if you are wishing to buy. Peter's comment was as follows; 'what would you do after a week? '. Difficult for him to visualise I realise, as one who is permanently on the move and seldom sits anywhere for more than half an hour at a time, unless he is playing bridge or watching sport! We took our little buggy up to One Tree Point, which has a commanding view out over the azure sea, dotted with the Whitsundays. It was a glorious spot and a small white gazebo was being set up for a wedding ceremony this afternoon. I cannot think of a more beautiful venue for the most important moment of your life. The wedding party was small and the reception was held by the pool at the resort centre on the beach this evening. We had supper in an open airy restaurant on the beach tonight, with the waves breaking gently on the shore and white cockatoos flying in and out of the palm trees.
    Just magical.
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