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Quote of the Week

Adam Cullen’s painting Corpus Christi, submitted for Australia’s most prestigious prize for religious art, the Blake Prize has caused one of the judges to walk out. Cullen said he had become accustomed to strong reactions to his work:

“Sometimes I think that all I have to do is wake up in the morning – I just have to fart and there’s flames”.

(as read in The Independent)

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Sydney photos

Gary and Sydney Opera House

Although I didn’t get around to reviewing our trip to Sydney, we have now sorted out the photos. I haven’t decided whether to upload them all to Flickr or not, but here are a few selective ones from Sydney.
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Dead Laptop

Unfortunately Katie’s laptop hard drive is playing silly b’s so I haven’t had access to the net, and won’t do for another few days at least. In the mean time I’ve made some friends with the WAGs of the men Katie works with, hence this access via Sarah’s laptop (thanks!). Lots going on, and everything is fine. Got a trip to KL planned for the weekend after this one, but hopefully should be back online before then, and I might finally be able to get the Sydney posts written!

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Oz-post

A quick update to say that the holiday is going really well. We’ve done a fair bit already, with some more exciting things to come. I haven’t got time now to go into them, but I am planning on posting a day by day account when I return to MY, albeit 2 weeks after the day actually occurred. Oh well, I’m lazy, and would rather spend time here in Sydney enjoying it, rather than blogging about it.

Have fun…

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And so I go

The stuff for shipping is just about sorted, with the exception being the computer and monitor. That is being picked up tomorrow this afternoon and is being whisked away, never to be seen….for at least 2, maybe 3, possibly even 6 weeks. Consequently, fewer blog posts, fewer Battrick sledging board arguments, and fewer Facebook updates.

The suitcase is also packed, though trying to fit two weeks worth of Australia clothes into a suitcase designed to hold a few days worth of clothes for a fly is less than ideal. However, through the wonders of having had my Weetabix this morning, along with the flair of Poirot, I can reveal that “ze case, mon ami, it is clozed”.

Which basically leaves just about everything else to go into Storage. Dad and I have done a couple of trips, and we’re confident of being able to fit it all in. The stuff for the charity shop will go either today or Friday, a quick run round with a hoover and that will be that.

I’ll be at Dad’s on Friday night, to leave the car there, then we head to Heathrow early on Saturday. From then on, we’ll see what happens.

A personal note of thanks to my Dad for coming down to help do the DIY and pack stuff – I would still be here come 2008 otherwise.