Sarah dropped us off at Circular Quay just in time to catch the ferry trip round the harbour but not quite in time for Hilary's deliberations. So waited for the next one.
Two hour circumnavigation of the Harbour, up as far as Manly and back in a brief lull in the drizzle.
The enormous cruise liner had been replaced by the even more enormous Cunard Queen Elizabeth bringing Mardi Gras revellers from New Zealand. By all account this is a congregation time for gays and right enough there were some odd looking folk touring the streets.
Took in the Botanical Gardens after lunch, nice free facility with lots of stuff to interest Hilary. Plagued by myna birds when we had a cuppa and cake, with the Ibises keeping much more considerate distance.
Walked from there to the QVB, aka Queen Victoria Building, home of very chic and very expensive boutiques, on three flours. The middle bit had two enormous dangling clocks, one going through a mini history of GB including Henry VIII and Canute, the other a 1.5 million dollar monstrosity with scenes of past and present Australia. Waited for its performance at what we thought was the appointed time but no show.
Caught bus back to the house and had a pleasant evening in with Sarah. Simon had gone to watch the rugby match that we watched on TV, Wararahs vs Reds.
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