Spent the daytime in the pool and watching Sydney FC beat Wellington with a dodgy penalty (there goes the ref in me…AGAIN). The evening would be spent round at Steve's mate Chappel's house, who I had met a couple of times the previous week.Me, Steve and his friends Susan and Gray spent the majority of the evening sat on the patio floor chatting and drinking (Susan's random extreme stretching was off putting yet strangely erotic.) Having been to many house par...

Sure enough woke up feeling gash again, damn you Bundaberg rum & coke on draught! 4 hours sleep didn't exactly help either. Played 9 holes on the way to the Blue Mountains. Amazingly given how hungover and dehydrated I was and playing with foreign clubs I shot +7. Maybe I have made hungover golf into an art form after Dumfries and Portugal. Kev then took me to various lookout points around the Blue Mountains, they certainly were spectacular. And I finally ...

A new week began with a trip to Taronga Zoo which meant a train into central Sydney and then a ferry to the zoo. It was tiring walking around the zoo as it was hilly and bloody hot, as evidenced by the fact that most of the animals were asleep in the shade…I wish I could have done the same! The gorillas were awesome, a baby one tried to go outside but its mother grabbed it and pulled it back inside, then the baby sat with its back to its mum having a strop li...

The morning after the wedding I woke up on the sofa fully clothed at 6:30am just as the world cup draw had finished, which I had a vested interest in. Before I could be bothered to work out which games I'd got I knew I had to actually go to bed for a bit. The draw was the hot topic of conversation at the local coffee shop where we all sat with Kev & Jane's friends while taking the dogs for a walk. The highlight of the day was also football related, going to...

Wedding day! I put my borrowed suit, shirt, belt and tie on (obviously a Wednesday tie having been from my uncle) which thankfully fit as I had been worrying in Fiji that due to a heavy diet of beer and crap food over the past 6 weeks my ever expanding waistline meant it wouldn't. The official photographer for the day arrived wearing a scruffy polo shirt, shorts and boots which I could let go for now but surely he would be getting changed into something more ap...