
Southbank, at first before they got the bouganvillas in, the walk looked horrid, amazing power of a wee little plant. And a prickly spikey one at that.

My New Years Day view. Palm Beach. Lovely. I lingered in the sand after a very light and refreshing lunch, yes, mangos consumed.

Story Bridge. I drank many a drink under this bridge during my time living in Oz. Not so much in the wino with the paper bag, as in the Deery Hotel, not a hotel for sleeping, but a pub with a spot of fine food and drink.
Cheers.
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