When Sydney and the bush meet now
There is antipathy
And fashionable suburbs float
at night, far out to sea
Aussie bush poet Les Murray is well conversant with this most iconic of Australian cities. We’ve been here but 48 hours with Julie and Graham in this charismatically wonderful metropolis; lunch at the country club in Terrey Hills, dinners in Chatswood (Terrazza) and North Ryde (Stanford Hotel) and a lazy afternoon at Mooney Mooney workers club on the Hawkesbury river. However, we do admit that Dr Moseley’s diet and fasting method has been put on hold until we get home.
Pictures are not all that good, but we have had a terrific time as we usually do with Julie and Graham.
Sydney sandstone, pretty as a picture, boats bobbing at Bobbin Head, trying to keep fingers off the lens and Julie and Graham’s new home nearing completion at The Landings.



