Michael's BBQ
Michael had a BBQ on Saturday 16th. The kitchen became a dance floor, chairs became podiums on which exhibitionists danced and Tom went mad.
Apparently Sydney's gravitational pull is too strong. Once again I find myself Down Under. Will I escape once more? Or will I remain quarantined in Terra Australis forever? I suppose I can call it home again... for now... (See my travel archives by clicking on the links listed on the left under "Archives").
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