I write to you from the study at Patsy's place on a rather aged piece of machinery. I arrived in Adelaide on Monday morning feeling a little weary after being peer pressured by my brother to stay up and watch the Wawrinka v Djokovic 5 setter.
Staying with Patsy is a bit like staying with the Queen, if the Queen were to live in the eastern suburbs of Adelaide. I only needed to bring clothes for 4 days, which ordinarily would not be all that much. However, staying with Patsy means having what she deems to be an "appropriate" outfit for every activity that one might undertake. She often changes 3 times a day in order to be "proprerly" dressed.
I have seen a good friend, I have consumed the local water (how did I survive on it for so many years?!) I have been to Victor Harbor, I have golfed and I have been on a 6 hour cruise. I am surviving. I am on the weary side at this stage but I will be going back to Melbourne in a few hours so I'm approaching the finish line of this little voyage.
My time now is limited so I will tell you more of my tales on Sunday.
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