Sea King is kaput. The last (?) remaining branch, at Manly, had turned into an Oporto. Which we happily ate at. But I curse the failure management of Sea King and spit on the graves of the dead stores.
There’ll be no living like a sea king on this trip.
I got sunburned today, and overate. Tomorrow I head to Newcastle, to drive my parents wild with my abundant energy 🙂
And don’t forget to check out Adam’s blog (see link at right) for alternate takes on some of this weeks events.