Well, I took Brett and all his stuff back to Margaret's. On the way, we were driving through Newtown, and I decided to give him a "travelogue" of the place, in the form of that disreputable parody, "Dirty Newtown". We were stopped at the lights where Enmore Rd and King Street join and I sang, pointing "I scored my drugs at the Bank Hotel", then I had to sing a later verse next, so I could point to the Hub. Brett didn't know what a "wank" was. He does now. He now thinks he has a pretty good idea of the character of Newtown.

However Brett, like I said, there are some interesting shops, and lots of cafes, so it might be worth a look when you finally emerge tomorrow. You're also not far from the city and Glebe, which also has lots of interesting shops and cafes.

I'll be busy in the garden tomorrow turning over more rocks and disturbing the redbacks and funnelwebs *grin* so that we'll be ready for you folks on Sunday.There were big bats flying over last night, too. Hmm, I wonder if they taste like chicken *bigger grin*!

Jenny