The Great Homecoming
With mixed emotions, I hereby announce we have booked our tickets for our homecoming. We will arrive home on the night of the 28th, and will be fielding questions at a seminar the following afternoon at the Hyatt, in Perth, followed by a quick press conference in Munich, then off for a spot of bother at an undisclosed location.
It’s bee more than expected so far, and it will tear my heart in two to leave, but we both have things we’re looking forward to at home and we’re both excited to start the next adventure back in Oz, which includes, in no particular order, getting married, Rose starting her new job as John Curtin SHS Theatre manager (in the timeless words of Tism – (BWF, standing for “Big Fucking Whoopie”) “Teenagers are f*cking BFW Tai Bo, live theatre, all of which is f*cking crap” – but I digress…. Sam starting his job at FastHit again, with a decent promotion and promise of new, brain bending problems (if you want to get ahead in your career, move to Vietnam for a year), seeing friends and family, and most importantly, BUYING MY NEW MOTORCYCLE.
Onto important matters now, and let’s quick buggerising around… I’ve put a deposit down for a brand new, CT110P, which is the agricultural version of the Postie Bike. It’ll have <15klms on the clock. And for anyone who knows how rare this is, to be able to get a CT110 in Australia, brand new with dual range gear and an ADR plate, I don’t have to explain. The rest of you who don’t know… I pity tha fools.
There will be more posts before our return of course, to which I’ll accurately summarise our trip, from Broome to Ba Dinh and back, but for now, I’m singing off.
Keely will be arriving in Vietnam in approx 3 weeks, to which shall be epic. I’m looking forward to seeing him try to ride a Honda ‘67, which had MY knees knocking the handlebars. He’ll probably have his legs hanging over the headlight.
Until then, tam biet.
Sure hope you get through quarantine with a rash like that!
Mine’s all cleared up now, but it took weeks of having my travelling medical adviser applying a special cream, so as you can imagine Sam, I sorta miss that darn rash ;-)
Thanks for the great time in Ha Noi; twas just great seeing you as a teacher and witnessing the two of you together, the very patient Rose and her monkey….
See ya in Sept.
Papa and his medical adviser, who proved a great asset on the weekend when a finger was mistaken for a branch and badly pruned by a pair of very sharp secateurs…uyrgh! I was a stitch virgin up til then and now have eight!