Boathouse At Shelly

Had a moment of horror when I was approached to be given a fork.

“Have they been observing me struggling with my lemon tart?!” 

Sigh. Woes of the overly-sensitive.

Over the Mountains and Under the Sea I

Weekend with the Aussie friend a few weeks back.

Spent the night at hers at Manly, and we set off in the morning, taking a ferry from Manly Wharf to Circular Quay.

Pre-concert cuppa. The concert being the free Rising Stars concert at the conservatorium.

Semi-lunch.

The ferry ride back to Manly, where we encountered very entertaining tourists taking videos and pictures… of themselves.

Random cat at Manly wharf.

“Is this your cat?” We asked the girl at the pushcart.

“No, someone just left it here while they went to do their shopping and asked me to look after it for awhile.” The salesgirl replied, gesturing to the supermarket behind us.

Why anyone would bring their cat out, on a leash, and leave it at a pushcart with a stranger while they went to do their shopping… Is just beyond comprehension. We had a good perplexing laugh about that.

Part 2 soon 🙂