It was a pretty productive day all round. Virgin Blue canceled both of my flights in and out, forcing me to take an earlier flight down and the later flight home. That allowed me to squeeze in a couple of extra meetings, and a couple of beers at the end of the day. Although possibly one beer too many, because I thought my flight was 6.30, when in fact it took off at six. Thank God for the standard 15 minute delay on all Virgin flights.
I do have an invite to fly back to Sydney on Saturday for the opening night of Leviathan in western Sydney, but I'm not going to be able to make it to the Hurstville show. There's just too many clashes with preset commitments up here in Brisbane. But I'm hoping to be able to get to the launch of the show in Casula in October. Actually, October is looking like a pretty busy month for travel. I have another trip to Sydney to give a talk at some architecture conference (I think) which I'd quite like to do because I get to stay at Government House in the botanical Gardens.
Apologies for being out of contact over the weekend, but we took the kids and a couple of their friends away to uncle Lenny's beach shack at Fingal heads, which is a very 1930s experience. There's a small creek, full of fish, which runs right past the front door, and in which the kids are happy to spend hours at a time. There's the beach. The bait shop that sells the really nasty cheap bottles of wine. And not much else. I took my Kindle and got some reading done. I'll blog that up a little bit later in the week.
Bedtime for me now. There's another thinky blunty coming tomorrow, and I'll need my sleep.