Catching up

I've let the blog slip a bit over the last six months and as you can see I've only just loaded the pictures from two events that happened in April. I was half thinking that I could use the blog for Movember updates for anyone that has sponsored me. But in order to do that here's a few odd photo's I've got lying about. They'll include photo's from this weekends trip to watch Sydney FC play the Jets. I've been up in Newcastle which is about two hours north of Sydney for my first away game of the season. There's also photo's of last weekends 25km walk around Sydney Harbour (The Seven Bridges Walk.) There's also Surry Hills Festival, BBQ and Poker over in Surry Hills and of course various photo's from my sun room of the Harbour Bridge!!





Below isn't a great pic but I feel it's important to document the fact that I cleaned up at the poker. Hard to tell if Brando is in awe of my pile of chips or fancy shuffling technique.



Here's the start of the seven bridges walk and lets face it there's no better Bridge to start. If you've seen this blog before you'll be fairly bored with pictures of this bridge. However I believe this is the first photo taken from West of the bridge... there you go then!



Now this one's taken walking across the Harbour Bridge looking over to my house. I'm restraining myself from pointing it out for the umpteenth time.


Kind of ruins the view a tiny bit but due to the amount of suicide attempts they need to put these high fences up on the walk way of the harbour bridge.






First glimpse of Bridge number 3 - The Anzac Bridge












3rd of November - Trip up the Coast to Newcastle

A weekend in Newcastle hey. Fishy on a dishy it was most certainly not though. There was no Tyne, there was no fog on it... and if there was it wasn't all mine. There were some similarities though, for example, the women wore very little, the guys loved fighting and everyone loved getting trolleyed. It's the first place I've been to that has banned the drinking of shots. The best we managed the entire weekend was a Sambuca on the Rocks

Steve and I have a quick game of pool before the drinking starts... ironically we both admitted that we play a lot better after a few drinks.


So here's Energy Australia Stadium. The home of the Newcastle Jets and also the home of Andrew 'Joey' Johns. Potentially the greatest rugby league player of our time and as more recently reported.... a bit of a pillhead! Anyway people take the mickey out of Oxfords three sided ground but to be honest that's two more than Newcastle. Either end of the pitch has a grassy hill which I'd attribute as one of the reasons there isn't as much violence at Aussie sporting games.. I mean it's quite tricky to get all wound up about the game when your sat on a picnic blanket in the sunshine with a glass of white in one hand and a meat pie in the other!

After the game we went out on the town, the place is a little on the rough and ready side and you're not missing much if I don't show you the photo's. Here's a couple from the following days walk along the sea front to try and shake off the hangovers. It's all pretty close to the towns most famous story of late. Unfortunately the Pasha Bulka isn't there anymore. I reckon it would have made a good casino.




Here's how the Pasha looked whilst it was grounded off the Newcastle:




As promised some random pictures taken from my sunroom.... couldn't resist it!