We eventually got off our asses and went to the beach on Sunday (we got there about lunch time, everyone else was there from about 8am we reckon, there is no lying in on the weekend here).
Out to Coogee beach we went which is a fabulous beach complete with Aussie life guards with ridiculous hats on. It was pretty cloudy when we first arrived but then the sun came out and its safe to say Sal now knows how strong the sun is in the southern hemisphere. On the beach we got a nice call from a very drunken, but still coherent John and Trish (back in Ireland) who where just home from Nicoles 30th b'day party which we sorely missed.
I'm starting in P.J. O'Brien's our local Oirish pub tomorrow just to keep the money ticking over until I get sorted with a proper job which is taking a bit longer than I had anticipated. So "torty tree of the buggers" to you too mate!