Another beautiful spring day here in Sydney sees us driving over the harbour bridge to see Scott and Steve, who despite having been here eight months, were yet to christen the communal barbeque in the grounds of their apartment block.
Scott and Steve pay a lot of money to rent their flat at McMahon's point, but when you sit on their sofa and look straight out of the window, the view's to die for. The garden here has two swimming pools and a barbeque with this little concrete picnic table, as well as it's own jetty if you fancy pitching up in your boat.
Ella had a fine time, though soon after she'd persuaded Daddy and Steve to get into the swimming pool, she decided it was far too cold in the water just yet, give it another month perhaps.
Anyway, just after I took the photo, she let go of the inflatable Wiggles ball and it rolled down the hill into the harbour. Batman stood at the end of the jetty looking very much like a man who didn't fancy jumping in, occasionally arching forward as though he might, then pulling back when he thought too much about it. Ella stood at the edge shouting go and get it in a bossy kind of fashion, uncannily like someone in the family, though I can't think who.
Then he spotted a jelly fish, a big one, or so he claims.
"Don't worry about it" I shouted, "it only came free with the Wiggles magazine, it's just a ball"
And with that, he came back up the jetty.
"The sharks have got it" I said to Ella "They want to play with it. And anyway, even superheroes get scared, even Batman".
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