Most people are very good about sticking to the speed limit.

Most restaurants seem to sell mainly a combination of meat / fish and chips. Sometimes with salad. Although I have not been in any really upmarket ones.

Homesick people name their new place after their old place.

Sport is the biggest thing. As is drinking. It is a bank holiday weekend and not only are they offering double points on your licence for speeding but the police were doing random breathalysers – at 2.30 pm.

The lovely vineyard hotel I have just been staying in is the only place where I have been asked (by both owners, the lady who cleaned my room and the elderly couple I came back from the restaurant with) if I was REALLY on my own.

200 years ago, it would not have been automatic to put in a toilet and bathroom in a new house. Now it is – so why can’t we do the same with solar panels? Especially with the climate they have here.

Babies and toddlers are lovely as long as you can give them back. I have been appointed honorary granny. Which is nice 💕

So yesterday I drove over to theirs, we went to a playground and then on the ferry over to Newcastle. A coal port. As was the original. Lunch and back again without too much whinging.

Today I have driven down to Sydney and am now in the Business Class lounge at the airport. My chair has a nice view of a runway and a lot of those dinky odd shaped vehicles they have in airports beetling about on mysterious errands.

On the way back I went to Terrigal for lunch. This is where R and D used to live before babies and him getting a new job. Heaving with people because of the bank holiday and the sun being out.

My only remaining decision for today is whether to have a glass of champagne with my dinner or not. Choices, choices

Over and out – for now.