Up, up and where's my taxi?

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Well everything started well enough, got away from work more or less as planned and then waited in 40 degree heat for the pre ordered cab to arrive so naturally it didn't. 15 minutes on the phone and then another 15 minutes waiting for the cab feeling pretty good about giving myself for leaving early enough to cope.

Part 2 went more to plan, cold beverage in Leichardt followed by drinks and a meal in the now famous Enmore.

Sydney in summer is just plain sticky, between the need to have the windows open and the consequent queue of mozzies taking a number to extract vital red stuff from places that need to be outside the sheets it is almost impossible to get to sleep.

Brunch with the Italian community of inner western Sydney today and then off to the pain that is Sydney International Airport. So far only one call from work, can I bill them?

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