And it's hello from me. I hope I can be as entertaining as old Smuffty Tuffty over the next few days as he takes a well earned rest from blogging.
We've taken a super sleek boat aptly named Sun Godess to the luxurious Hayman Island Resort. We're amongst the Aussie noveau riche here which bears out the claim that money can't buy you style. There's lots of Gucci, Chanel etc most of which is worn badly or just plain ostentatiously. Never mind - it is gorgeous and very, very hot.
We have the text book paradise island retreat - tourquoise sea, the largest pool in the southern hemisphere, a member of staff on hand to cater to your every whim and a room with a view - blimey what a view.
Our first day here is largely a day of doing nothing except lounging, swimming, eating and having cocktails before dinner (for which we have to don our posh togs, lucky we had Caz and Hoady's wedding at the start of this trip otherwise we wouldn't have been allowed in to any of the restaurants here).
Our evening is complete when we watch one of the final episodes of The Sopranos from the air conditioned comfort of our very large bed that holds the world record for the most amount of pillows and cushions on one bed.
Rosie, you would approve of our new found taste for a whole new level of luxury.
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