We catch the ferry across the harbour to spend the day with Kate, Steve and their girls out in Manly – a smart neighbourhood on the north shore. Steve has promised to take us on a bushwalk, which conjures images of the outback, kangaroos and psychotic Crocodile Dundee types.
It turns out to be a gentle stroll along the shoreline to a little park where the girls can play on the swings and me & Wend can go paddling.
Very pleasant it was too.
Steve is a Sydneysider born and bred, and lives up to the stereotype by laying on a Barbie in the evening. Never in the history of human existence have so few people eaten so much meat in such a short period of time.
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