In Sydney for a few days and found time, come Sunday, for a few pints with my cousins at the Imperial. Honestly, these folks are some of, if not the, best people I know. I don’t miss living in Sydney at the moment, but I miss them. Running into Gracie in Redfern and Phoebs in Bondi, cups of tea and doing the Saturday quiz with Tessa, having front-step wines with Lucy and going to gigs with Flynn (not long after I took this picture of his excellent self (on my new favourite chair) we sang our hearts out to Kacey Musgraves at the Enmore, which was the best gig in forever).
It was one of those gloriously sunny Sydney afternoons, where autumn doesn’t feel like a thing and that first beer tastes like gold. We laughed a lot and I felt so glad to have that time with them, to have them as friends. It was our first Mother’s Day since our Gam passed away, and so good to all be there together thinking of her.