Cheeky Weekend

Three weeks later and i've still got this damn cold. It's been hanging around so long even my shadow's getting jealous.

Friday night we parked the car in long term parking (18:53pm) and flew to Sydney for a weekend wedding. Bodhi and I both suffering from the flu looked like death warmed up. I felt sorry for the other passengers having to breath the same air. Thankfully mum was there to pick us up and medicate us to within some semblance of normalcy.

Saturday started all grey and overcast convincing the groom to move the ceremony indoors. By 4pm with glorious sun outside my cousin and his bride were joined in matrimony. I don't know why but every wedding always prompts someone to ask when we're going to get married. Like people have just realised the huge mistake they've just made and are thinking safety in numbers...or something like that. I should say though The Lovely Samantha looked like a glamazon (more so than usual anyway). I bid an early farewell on account of the cold and by the sounds of Sam the next morning, she should have too. The coffee liquer on each table tasted very nice on the way down.

We met the usual suspects for a massive yum cha bash in the city. Two tables of screaming kids and ravenous parents.

I flew back to Melb by myself, returning to the long term car park at exactly 18:55pm (two minutes over the two day discount rate), costing me an extra $30.

Dinner at a very swanky establishment (Matteos in Fitzroy) with my uncle and aunty who were in town for a cheeky weekend.

see ya,
Minas.