So a heartfelt thank you and warm wishes to family Leddy in Brisbane. Their priceless hospitality over the last few days has been extremely well received.
Thank you for the insight into local cricket. They’re a good bunch of lads at Sandgate & Redcliffe District C.C. Thanks for the resulting post-match trip to the Geebung-Zillmere RSL, or The Razzle as it is affectionately known. The Phoenix Club in everything but name. All Brisbane life is there, including the scariest karaoke rendition of Dire Straits’ Romeo & Juliet I’ve ever seen. And heard.
Thank you for the use of the ferry card. The City Cat is most practical and most scenic way to see the River City as it winds its way around the busy Queensland capital. Thank you for taking me to Moooooloooooloooooloooooaba or whatever it’s called, a place away from glare of the guide books. The golden sands without The Gold Coast crowds.
Thank you for not taking me to Aussie World.
Thank you for reintroducing me to vegetables, salads and proper dinners. I can now look my nutritionist (Hello Sian!) in the eye again, albeit rather sheepishly. Thank you for my first ‘Chicken Parmy”.
Thank you for the trip to the Gabba, I know you didn’t organise the result, but it was the icing on the cake of a great day. Thanks too for the pre-match steins in the German Club over the road, unquestionably, the best Caaaaald Ones I’ve had since I got here.

And thank you, sincerely, for this….


I really am lost for words.

Do you expect me to wear it?

Oh, you do.

Good Lord.