Sydney

Wake up to Sydney mizzle and George and Soph already gone to work!  We scramble up and start sorting out our granny stuff.  By this is meant that of course we have brought too much plus picking up more in Dubai!  Next time we go travelling, we will realise that you only need enough not more than enough.  We take the ferry to Circular Quay which is central Sydney, right beside the Sydney bridge and just past the Opera House.  It is a fine site, and Richard tries to see where he was when he arrived in 1963!  Not much left, one low high rise and he remembers that the Sydney Opera House had just been started.  This arrival is different, he is no longer a teenager, (except at heart) and he isn't stepping off a boat as a paid skivvy.  We wander slowly up towards George's work, realising that we do not have a mobile phone to text him.  As we sneak into Swire House, he comes out of the lift and finds us looking rather uncertain, he says we look like naughty gap year students who have just come in to look around the smart offices in Sydney.  We go to a rather nice old market, now turned into smart designer shops and cafes.  Lunch, a wander round the Opera House and back on the ferry.  We all meet up with Soph, who has had a parent teacher function and have a rather nice dinner in a smart restaurant in an older part of Sydney.  Sydney is very cosmopolitan but not so spread out as London, we like it.