Today started with an early morning swim in the ocean baths at Freshwater, followed by some serious lazing on the beach. Then there was some further lazing in the Paddington Reservoir Gardens. Afterwards we had a look through the Brett Whiteley Studio in Surry Hills.
It was a rejuvenating day. The way all Sundays should be, don’t you think?
Yesterday was a day steeped in old times. I went to a newly restored, 111 year old hotel with two old friends. While we were there, we came upon a flapper style jazz festival where all the attendees were in 1920s garb. They were trying to break the world record for the most number of people doing the charleston at the one time. I felt like we’d walked right into the Great Gatsby. It was wonderful.
Days with your best friends are good for the soul. 
The random musings of Neen 