Christy's mum's battered old Ford Laser - Christy came with an added benefit. She had a car at weekends and she happily volunteered to be our chauffeur. Unfortunately people seemed to keep driving into the car when it was stationary - one guy drove into her when she was filling it up with petrol. He took one look at the car, gave her $10 and drove off.
Oz threatening to set the Laser alight |
The Laser got us up to Narrabeen Lakes for a BBQ and some messing about on the water.
Narrabeen Lakes |
Phill Edwards - friend of Sarah and Gour - with a very big camera |
It also got us all the way up to Palm Beach (the home of Home and Away). |
Charming..... |
Not muscle beach again |
Oz and Beth at Palm Beach |
Sunbakers |
Eastern Suburbs - view back to the city |
Somewhere on the harbour - could be anywhere...... |
The AC/DC concert - Oz and I managed to get Beth to attend an AC/DC gig at the Sydney Entertainment Centre. Something I'm sure she never thought she'd do and probably hasn't done since. We did this by secretly buying the tickets and then pretending we were going for a night out and meeting friends. She was oblivious as we strolled through the throngs of black shirted accer daccer fans and the light bulb didn't start coming on until we thrust a ticket into her hand as we walked through the Ent Cent door. Even then it hadn't really sunk in as she looked at the ticket and said "Who's Garry van Egmond ?" (The promoter!).
The Big Day Out - not the annual concert but an unplanned day at the Great Northern Hotel when Christy and I spent 12 hours there, had 2 meals, saw a band and drank a very large quantity of VB. The next day she was very worse for wear and even ran off the end of the platform at Artarmon station so she could throw up. Those were the days. She probably drank more that day than she drinks in an average year now.
Getting going at the Great Northern |
A bit dusty the day after |
Lane Cove Pool - walking distance from our unit. I was still recovering from my back operation and was still swimming laps. Being a pom I was doing breaststroke - which is not the best if you have a sore back. It was in Lane Cove Pool that I was constantly being passed by pensioners doing freestyle which made me decide to change strokes. I started sensibly by getting my pace and breathing right and by the time we hit Alice Springs in early 1992 I was knocking miles out rather than laps. To this day I always swim freestyle and have just about forgotten how to do breaststroke.
The 50m outdoor pool at Lane Cove |
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