Day...... Oh I've lost count

Well, despite the fact that this blog is fast becoming a farce (no, not like my life Andy/Paul....) I'm going to keep ploughing onwards, and ride out the storm. Maybe a plough isn't the best way to ride out a storm, but whilst mixing metaphors is an easy trap to fall in to, it's best to bite the bullet and steer a middle course, between two stools, remembering that you can't have your cake and build Rome in a day.

So it's lunch on day 2, and having not gone to the pub I've been able to enjoy England skittling over the Aussies for 203-8 in the first session.

Two more tutorials this morning. No 'getting to know you' games today. First up was "Australia's Asian Context" which featured a quiz in groups on what we knew about the subject matter. Not a lot in my case. Did you know Sydney was shelled by the Japanese in WWII? Second was my "Australian Legends" tutorial which was an interesting discussion about identity and where it comes from. I have elected to do my 'artefact' presentation on the subject of the ANZAC legend, in a few weeks time. After my salad (I was served by a bloke today - it was a mixed salad, medium sized, with beetroot, tomato (x2), cucumber, red beans, peas and tuna). I did have two tall long blacks (that's coffee) as well today from the stall by the Library lawn. Hmm. I wonder if anyone is still reading... Anyway, then I went to my meeting at the school in the city. Met the Head of History - it was a chat rather than an interview - he took me on a tour of the school and we talked about possible options. He seemed pretty keen, but I've had all this before and I'm well used to being let down. Still, it was good to meet him. I had an interview with him six months ago in my boxer shorts. I put trousers on for today though.

So this evening Kit and I went to Newtown for a curry with a colleague of his and her boyfriend and his two mates (not as good as the Gurkha's Inn, or indeed Patak's pastes....) but it was good to go to a part of the city I've not seen in a long time.  Kit's colleague is a German teacher who has done some teaching at UNSW, and so asked me if I happened to know Andrew Beattie, a friend of hers there. I said, well, yes, but that's because he's the twin brother of a girl I know in England, not because he's also at UNSW; small world.

Right, come on James Anderson, let's get the tail enders out....