I am Sailing, I am Sailing

Diann and I had the most wonderful couple of days in Sydney. Tuesday night we went to the Rod Stewart concert after driving through the most unbelievable storm and heavy rain. The concert was excellent and Diann was in heaven. He is a great performer. Diann's daughter gave her the ticket and flights for Christmas and invited me along.

Wednesday turned out to be a glorious day. After a delicious breakfast at Cafe xxii, we visited Quiltsmith and Logans Fabrics then a couple of factory outlet shops. Diann's boss's new boat has recently arrived in Sydney (the photo doesn't show it off at its best)

and we were invited to go for a cruise around the harbour that afternoon (bubbles included). Gee life's tough.

That evening we had dinner at Star City while watching the crowd arrive for the Rocky Horror Show - lots of feather boas but not so many suspenders and fishnets (although can't see myself getting dressed up when we go to the show in 2 weeks).

Thursday we saw the Diana exhibition at the Powerhouse Museum. I came away from there feeling quite sad - Diana deserved to have a hapy life and see her boys grow up. Her childhood memorabilia is really touching and her dresses are fabulous. The wedding dress is the stuff of fairytales.

We then had the quickest visit on record to Peter's of Kensington and it was time to take Diann to the airport. Visited Michael and Peta then drove home. Aaaaaah - Diann's Christmas present has finished.