After the previous two night's madness (and 6am finishes) as Sunday's should be it was a more relaxing, subdued affair. Billy was leaving today so I was pleased when I finally made it down to the pool and the Irish girls were there again and invited me to go to The Shed to them in the evening. Apparently Sunday night is the big night in Perth, particularly as the Irish contingent are out in force (no surprises there!) Billy's mate Johnny was taking over his room ...

So due to a crazy non-stop last 2 months, for both good and bad reasons abroad and at home, these regular travel blogs have now turned into a highlights package of the best bits since I last reported on the world tour. It's also going to be one almighty test of my ever worsening memory but I hope these next few entries are of the same entertainment value as before. So Perth was the next and final stop on the first leg of the tour. On the plane from Melbourne...